Aye, we planted the wounded ShovelFlag in the Gloom and The Faithful gathered:
SixMike
Pascal
P-Bo
Kit
THE Rook
Davy
Moniteur
Waco
Witchita Kid
Fetts
Zoot
SuperDave
Natty Light
WarDaddy
Antonio Table
MMOB
Haywood
Dredd
SweeperBoy
Senor Chips
DarkWarrior
Irish Goodbye
SnapFade
Griswold
THE Cougar
Rock
Warthog
Ann & Hope
Fletch
Thang:
Bifurcation: Group Zoot and Group Dredd
Group Zoot: We’re currently lacking G2 on what happened in Group Zoot. We think it was pretty tough because the Faithful seemed tuckered at changeover. Somebody needs to post the G2 as a comment hereto, AYE.
Group Dredd: We weaved a multiple DoubleApplesauce in with a Randorama, Plankerama, Mary and a Pusherama. Basic stuff done to exhaustion. Good reminder that The Fern is not necessary to get to TBQ.
NakedMan Moleskin:
1. FNG: Natty Light. Although not an FNG to the Qrusade/Nation (he appears [ahem] sporadically at other Q-sanctioned events), this AM was in fact N-Light’s first appearance on the QAG. His inability to stay in cadence on, well . . . anything is proof both of his FNGness and his inexcusable failure to study and internalize the award winning video “How To Count.” TClaps with an admonishment to get it together Brother.
2. Kotters: Fetts, SnapFade, Irish Goodbye (actually, he pulled an Irish Hello this AM by sneaking in out of the Gloom without saying a word—tricky . . . .)
3. WarBaby: Natty Light—26 (hate you).
4. WarDaddy: The WarDaddy himself—59 years young. Tclaps to the ancient warrior Brothers. It’s going to take a lot more than a Jacob’s Ladder to make this guy pull an Emotional LarryDrew.
5. Emotional Scaffolding: Since BigBang we’ve known him as Smokin Joe. But there’s always been that feeling of temporariness about that name. Really, it’s only the “Joe” part that makes any sense. But you cannot rush these things. Generally, they have to reveal themselves, and patience is rewarded. And today was that day. The man FKA “Smokin Joe” showed us who he truly is by breaking out a Workout Cardigan. It was a thing of beauty. Not only in its vague resemblance to Starsky’s sweater, but its absolute perfection in defining who the man BENEATH the man really is. Brothers, I give you Griswold, the gift that keeps on giving—the whole year through. Aye. TClaps Griswold. Smokin’ Joe, RIP.
6. Today’s Chuck: There used to be a street named after Chuck Norris, but it was changed because nobody crosses Chuck Norris and lives. Just Chuckin’ . . .
7. Today’s Anomaly: MMOB brought a dog with him to the Gloom. In response to Zoot’s query as to whether we have rules against dogs at the QAG, Dredd responded “see that’s the hard part about rules MoonPie. You can’t make them before you know what crazy thing a guy is GOING to do that you might need to make a rule against. It’s kind of a closing the door behind the cow thing. If a man could anticipate crazy, he’d be a prophet not a rulemaker.” Not quite satisfied with that response (sage as it was Brothers, sage as it was), Zoot queried MMOB directly as to what phase of the moon or necromantic rope-twist might have prompted him to bring a dog to the QAG (note: it’s true that Apostle brings a “dog” to the Campos, but that “dog” is only slightly larger than a hamster, so . . . ), which prompted MMOB to say, “oh this poor guy stays cooped up in the house all day—it’s just not right.” And he promptly turned around, and locked the dog in the trunk of his 92 Lexus for the duration of the workout. Aye.
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