What is it with those bloody Brits? Of course the arrogant blokes would come up with a tradition like the weekly Quiz Night at George & Dragon, where they can massage their massive brain tissue, flare their nostrils, and proclaim, Jolly good, old chap! through a decaying grill when they get a right answer. Sure, they have better vocabularies than us podunk Yanks, but at least we have nose-hair trimmers and orthodontics. It may be high time to grab the sweater vest, puff your chest, and stick a pinkie in the air for the 40-questions query. And though we have our complaints about the source, the trivia challenge is one British tic that translates well.
Thursdays, 9-11 p.m., 2006