[ * Some new blogs y'all should learn to love: First up, the wonderful Alexandra Kleeman's Technicolor.org is part of your complete breakfast. For a sensible lunch, chow down on For No Obviously Apparent Obsessive-Compulsive Reason, a collective blog by a bunch of lunatics. Stand-up comic Dave Rubin's Rubinville offers a healthy, hearty dinner. Lastly, Y.P.R.'s very own Geoff Wolinetz has way too much time on his hands and thus offers a nightcap in the way of Se�or Wences Goes to Town. * ]

[ * Have you read (parenthetical note) lately? You should for two reasons: 1. Because it's (pnote) and (pnote) rocks the house. 2. Because today, Y.P.R.'s Josh Abraham has a piece on (pnote) entitled Some Things I Will Try to Cleverly Work into Flirtatious Conversation, Should I Ever Get the Chance to Speak with Beyonc� Knowles. * ]

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E X C E R P T E D   T R A N S C R I P T F R O M   T H E   W O R S T G A M E   S H O W   E V E R BY BOBBY RUFFERTO. Host: Welcome back, folks! During our commercial break, our judges� panel voted to award Barry 15 points for his answer, �Denmark.� Turns out that is a country in Europe after all. Who knew? Okay, now�s the time when Barry and Sally will go head to head in our lightning round! Tina: My name is Tina, Bob. Host: Please save all questions for the end of the round, Sally. Tina: It�s Tina! Host: Okay, here we go! Barry, what is the capital of my pants? Barry: What? I�m sorry, I don't� did you say �your pants�? Host: Sorry, Barry � lightning round! Sally, who invented my pants? Tina: What? I... my name is Tina. Tina! Host: Okay, Sally-- Barry: Are all these questions going to be about your pants? Host:. Barry, what year were my pants introduced? Barry: What the hell are you talking about?!? Uh, I don�t know, 1982? Host: No, sorry. Sally, how many miles wide are my pants? Tina: Two hundred. Host: No, incorrect. Barry, what poet wrote �My Pants, My Pants�? Barry: Um... uh� Robert Frost? Host: Incorrect. Sally, how many pants does it take to pants? Tina: It says �Tina� on my nametag, and on the big screen on my podium. And, you called me �Tina� for the first two rounds. Did you have a stroke during the commercial break or something? Barry: Who cares what name he calls you?!? Why is he asking about his pants? Host: Barry, which president passed the My Pants Act? Barry: Roosevelt. Host: More specific? Barry: Uh? Hmm. Uh. Teddy? Host: No, sorry. Sally, which pants more? My pants or my pants? Tina: Um. Your� pants? Host: Please hold on, I need to consult with the little man who lives in my pants� No, sorry. Incorrect. Barry, if my pants are traveling at 30 miles per hour eastbound-- Barry: Okay, that's it, I'm leaving. [Barry leaves.] Host: Well. Well, by default our winner turns out to be Sally! Tina: Tina! Host: Step right up to the winner�s circle, Sally� Jakarta was the capital of my pants, Leonardo da Vinci invented my pants, 1936 is the year my pants were introduced, 16.6 miles wide, Longfellow, Franklin Roosevelt, a horsefly, and Chicago. Sally, as our winner, you�ll be receiving a home version of my pants, a new Dell computer, three pairs of my pants, Rice-a-Roni, and� a trip for two to my pants! Plus, of course, you get to come back in the fall for our Tournament of My Pants! Everybody give a big hand for my pants. Thank you, and we�ll see you tomorrow on �My Pants of My Pants!� Good night, folks! MORE BRILLIANT DAILY PIECES RIGHT THIS WAY...