Remember Memorial Day? Me neither, so here are some photos to jog our foggy noggins:
The champs appear to be some team called The Were-Mallows (52/60). I presume that would be a marshmallow that turns ferociously delicious during a full moon. Here's a photo of the male 'Mallows, along with a dude from the DJ team who, a split second before this photo was taken, I'd instructed the winning team to kiss on the lips:
Check out that visceral recoil!
Second place: The Specials! And all is right in the universe.
Third place: Tiddles!
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Fourth place: Sex, Drugs and MPR (my favorite team name of the night):
And falling from Most Average to Worst: The Unripe 'Nanners, aka Brothership of Hate!
We've got a new DJ team next week: Tiger Buns, who looked tentative about the duty (and free wine) being thrust upon them. So one of you regular teams might want to bring an iPod next week, just in case.
Speaking of next week: Until then!