DDH 60: Gibbering Limericks

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Latino Heartthrobs, Musical Chairs, Rancid Halibut Giblets and The Jack O'Lanterns. All done away with as the staid Team Spirit comes in from nowhere. No consultation leaves it as the moniker to stand on the trivia table.

Sixteen teams, ten people maximum a table, twenty dollars a head. Bleeding is profuse only for one it seems. Few tables field less than solid numbers. Corporate players the load of them. All without reason, composure or respect.

As a guest speaker from the Juvenile Diabetics Research Foundation recalls his battle on coming to terms with the disease and having to give up the sport he loves, they chat and gossip away with utmost disrespect. For not even a few minutes can they remain calm and silent.

Mutterings carry on throughout the night, dragging on and on the actual running and time of the trivia event. Deliberate spilling of wine between two women stirs up something of an event for the night.

The spitting image of Sherilyn Fenn appears as one of the helpers in the night. Eyebrows and facial structure just stunning in their resemblance.

Stacks of pizzas from Pizza Hut arrive just in time to be eaten cold. Hidden boxes within the mounds have faint levels of heat coasting from their extremely greasy sides. Fewer than ten percent of the slices are thin and crispy. They call it for the pan and throw away twenty percent.

With enough money, all the answers reveal themselves. From the wallets of the richest, answers shoot their ranking from the middle and up to take the top spot. Team Spirit collect seventh.

Soon Van - Saturday, 24 September 2005 - 11:08

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