In honor of the world's largest Trivia Contest, I would like to present the following poem.
Shibby is a trivia dummy.
Questions give him an upset tummy
He's nat'rally limited, this is true,
But there's really not much we can do.
He's terminally, eternally, totally, incredibly crummy.
Not high-quality, I realize this. But true, nonetheless.
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Have you been able to listen to the questions? The oz mentioned all 250 licenses were being used last night. I guess 2nd place does kick Shibby's butt!
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