Today I did a pub quiz. I felt like a real man, because that's what real men do. Grizzled men, with beards and pints. They do pub quizzes in teams with names full of puns and what not. Now I was one of these men. Unfortunately for my team of almost manly men, my sister and her cohorts had also entered a team inti the quiz. A fierce rivalry was opened up and tensions rose. At the half way point, it looked like my team had the edge, but alas, Vikki's team won out over all other teams with 29 points out of 32 compared to my teams 26. I'm not bitter about this defeat, but one round of 6 was based entirely on an event which no member of my team attended. We only got 3 out of 6 that round, and had we had a person who'd been there then we'd have won. But I'm not bitter. Not all all. Honestly, I'm not.
Well, maybe a little.
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