Well, there were no local barflies with snakes, no free rounds of beer, and the Dixie Chicks didn't show up again this year, but I'd still have to say that the 2nd Annual Benson Pub Crawl was just as much a success as was the 1st. There wasn't an official theme to the crawl, but in retrospect I'd say that it should have been "We don't stop (drinking) until the whistle blows", because the number of folks who crossed the finish line was at least 3 times greater than last year's Magnificent Seven. There was also a new record for the number of attendees, with 35 crawlers present at Louis' Bar, the first stop on the tour. After kicking off the tour by listening to inspirational music (BEER!!! by Psychostick) the party progressed through 5 downtown Benson establishments: Louis' Bar, The Musette, Burke's Pub (formerly the R Bar), Barley Street Tavern, and The Full House. The event marked the crawl debut of Cheaptrick, who has been much maligned for his egregious absences at both last year's Benson Crawl and at the Midget's St. Patrick's Day Bus Crawl. Despite beginning his beer consumption a full 3 1/2 hours before the official start of the 2nd Benson Crawl, though, he was still upright and conscious at the time of last call at The Full House. This should lay to rest the rumors that Cheaptrick simply "can't hang". In fact it must be sweet revenge to Cheaptrick to know that one of his most vocal detractors (I'll call him the Hebrew Hammer) was unable to stay the course and finish the tour himself. Those of you who know the Angry Midget will not be surprised that he was in usual form, and threw down with the best. 
As you can see from the following candid shots, he wasn't the only one...
The participants of this year's Benson Crawl all automatically get first priority for a spot on the Angry Midget's proposed 2nd Annual St. Patrick's Day Bus Crawl. Maybe we'll be recovered by then...
3 comments:
Well, of COURSE Mrs. Midget got wild:
1. She's of Irish decent.
2. She married an alcoholic.
It's like Chris Rock says, "You can't be born again, and marry a crack head. 'Hey honey, I'm going to church.' 'Okay, I'm gonna stay home and smoke some rock!'"
Note the double-decker Pabst Blue Ribbons I'm sporting.
Yeah, and the spilled beer on the shirt. It's almost as good as the picture I have of you in Greeley on the couch, with the Super Grandpa hat on, beer spilled all over your shirt. It's the picture that comes up on my phone when you call.
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