Break the Line, Chew the Fat
By Dan on Dec 9, 2007 in nonsense

This just may be my favorite celebrity-endorsed advertisement of all time that doesn’t involve the gratuitous objectification of the female form. I can’t explain it; it just works for me. I’ll be purchasing something from the Gap soon, and I’ll tell them that Will and Amy sent me.
A shiny new dime to whoever can tell me what how the title of this post is relevant (if you Google, it’s a hollow victory.) Another shiny new dime to whoever can tell me who immortalized the giving of a "shiny new dime" for answering a stupid question (again, don’t Google.)
Any 80s music fan/trivia buff knows the answer to your first question, but I have no idea about number two.
Hey, speaking of trivia…did you hear about the team of FOUR that won the trivia night this past weekend?
Russ | Dec 10, 2007 | Reply
Russ,
There’s a lot of chatter in the trivia community this morning about a team of four winning a competition this weekend. I dismiss it as a baseless rumour.
This time of year you start to hear stories about rare feats and record-setting performances at some distant trivia competition, but most often, the stories are exaggerated, if not out-and-out false.
Could a team of four win in a sanctioned event? It’s possible, I suppose, but the odds are pretty astronomical. If I were judging an event where a team with less than half the number of allowable players was winning, I would do some serious sweeping for illegal electronic devices or look into the possibility that they somehow obtained the questions ahead of time.
Besides, the rumour I heard said the team’s most dynamic player wasn’t even there. That’s like saying the Lakers won the NBA championship with just three players and Kobe wasn’t one of them. It’s a little hard to believe.
Thanks for commenting,
Dan
Dan | Dec 10, 2007 | Reply
Out of happenstance the “Fearsome Foursome” was born. Not to be confused with, but every bit as intimidating as the “Purple People Eaters” who stalked Metropolitan Stadium in the 70’s.
Much like the “PPE,” the “FF” tore through their opponents with such fury that women and children were advised to look away. Yet, after victory was safely at hand, those beasts whose knowledge of show tunes was as mystifying and impressive as it was brutal showed their compassion for their opponent. They were seen consoling the beaten and downtrodden by speaking in a hushed, humbled manner, all the while encouraging them by reminding them of their love of competition.
Woe to those who used to be a part of the “FF” when they were both greater in numbers and more simply known as whatever table number they happen to sit at. Those who chose not to join the “FF” on that dreary night last fore are surely regretting their selfish foolishness. For now they know where the real talent lies. Although still part of the team, they are now relegated to making sure the “FF” have enough to eat and drink, and just hoping that the “FF” will finally look to them when faced with a question about writing copy or obscure medical references.
Much like how Metropolitan Stadium looked late in the fourth quarter when the “PPE” had rendered the outcome inevitable so too did the Firefighter’s Club. It was quite a sight to see the judges and lawyers in attendance streaming towards the exits even before the final gun had sounded.
Sleep well little barristers. Sleep well your Honor’s. For tomorrow is another day, and with that comes another opportunity to accept the challenge that is the “Fearsome Foursome.”
Frank DeFord | Dec 10, 2007 | Reply
Okay, now I know the story’s made-up. Deford, you blowhard.
Dan | Dec 10, 2007 | Reply
If anything, the account above is understated. Thirty years from now, people will still be talking about the night that four burly men used a vast thirst for knowledge and even vaster thirst for bottled domestics to crush the competition. It was epic.
Russ | Dec 10, 2007 | Reply
What do you mean ‘doesn’t involve the gratuitous objectification of the female form.’? These two hot ladies are obviously about to ‘get it on’. What?!? Are you living in a monastery?!?
Gish | Dec 11, 2007 | Reply
Are Amy Poehler and Will what’s-his-name married? I keep wondering that every time I see the ad, but then I forget to IMDB them. But what do I need to do that for when Dan can tell me?
Kath | Dec 12, 2007 | Reply
Kath,
Yes, they are married, but they aren’t A-list enough to have their own moniker, i.e., Bragelina or Bennifer.
Thanks for commenting,
Dan
Dan | Dec 12, 2007 | Reply