No, I'm not the host you've grown to know and love. I'm the host Terrill has warned you about. I'm the host your mother would warn you about. On one of the rare instances where I was actually in town, imagine my surprise when Terrill gives me a call and asks for a life raft. No, he wasn't dying. But, he had no voice and sounded terribly. It would not have been a fun night for him or trivia players. Instead, I made the trek over to FTW, tuned up the pipes, and buckled in for what has become a rare hosting opportunity for me now.
The evening was far from pedestrian as random, inappropriate images kept popping up on Terrill's laptop creating quite the distraction. If you're really curious, Terrill can explain. Needless to say, I was completely innocent from any involvement, and anything Terrill may say to the contrary is categorically false.
To the game, it was - as usual - a fun and ferocious competition up to the very end. Congratulations to our winners, Village Idiots and Kennedy's Favorite Team. And condolences to our Aggie friends for some of the wrong, but hilarious answers that were directed at you and your alma mater.... err, favorite school.
Since this write-up is a bit late, if you simply show this post to Terrill at trivia on the 19th, he'll give you a bonus point if he feels like it.
Until next time!