Another Monday, another crushing loss at pub quiz. On the upside, we've once again confirmed that it's possible to cash hypothetical credit toward a non-fiery afterlife in exchange for cheap bar swag. Which is to say we won the team name competition with another horribly offensive entry: "Riding Metro Costs an Arm and a Leg". Subtract ten points for the cliche, but add a hundred for poor taste.

A better entry: "You come to pub quiz with the team you have, not the team you want". Fortunately for us, the same joke was made by another team (except involving pencils); I think that's what gave us the win.

And what was our prize? Another set of t-shirts and DC United tickets? Some money of our bar tab? An order of buffalo wings with a laughably sincere Irish backstory? Nope. Four candy canes. Man, that was totally worth sticking around for.