The Trivia Update

Last night was trivia night at Changes. I didn’t roll in until 7:30, but the boys had already staked out two tables. It was Paul, Curtis, Rick and I at one table, with Vel-Meeta, Joey, Sidekick, and Ben Dixon at the other table. It’s wasn’t a good night for us: my team won first place twice, but otherwise got skunked. The 420 Braintrust making up the other team won a 3^rd place pitcher when Rick defected to help them. We decided they needed help when Joey insisted that Francis Scott Key wrote “Battle Hymn of the Republic,” despite the fact it was a theme round where every answer started with “H.” Way to rock that GED, kiddo.

Just in time for the last two rounds of trivia, Melissa arrived with Jen to take me dancing. Everyone’s met Melissa, but no one had met Jen, and there’s no way to prepare them. She’s a big, brash, curvy girl with the largest natural breasts I have ever seen. They’re beyond huge, they’re like a force of nature. It’s hard to believe they weren’t photoshopped onto her somehow. She told us that just the other day she got a free oil change for whipping them out at Lube-r-Quik. Now that’s power.

Understand, I’m not into breasts and neither are the rest of the boys. Except one. Take a guess who it was that instantly tried to bury his face in Jen’s chest. Could it be a little Mexican from Orange County that’s on probation with his boyfriend? You got it: Paul was absolutely transfixed. At least this time it wasn’t a boy…..