Trivia Night Part Deux

The trivia portion of trivia night started off deceptively well. Remember the first question we got to wager on? Yeah, the question about bourbon? We wagered the maximum, got it right and I thought "All you bitches betta go home now!" Fast forward 7 questions and my team is negative 13 and I'm thinking "It's like golf right? We're just umm...13 under par!"

So after we thoroughly got our asses handed to us and people are starting to trickle out of Two Keys, lo and behold who's walking intently towards me: Jurgen. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh shit. What's he going to say to me? Do I even have the capacity to hold a conversation with him now? Ohshitohshitohshitohshit. So when he's within 5 feet of me I extend my arm and shake his hand and exclaim "I think you're awesome Jurgen, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"


WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

And then I point at him charismatically like he and I are frat boys and stumble away like I've got more important business to attend to. I'm not sure he got a word in the exchange -- hell I'm not sure he even recognized me. One thing is for sure though -- crisis averted.

Awesome arbtitrary rage :