In search of a pub trivia night

This is the pub trivia night deal.

1. You ask us questions.
   
2. We buy beer.
   
3. Profit.

This is NOT the pub trivia night deal.

1. You ask us questions.
   
2. You suddenly and unexpectedly demand $5 per person.
   
3. We are startled and hand over the cash rather than make a scene.
   
4. The questions you continue to ask us are obscure and targeted at people forty years older than we are. (The brother in law of Lord Snowdon? The Monkee who was in some obscure film whose name I forgot seconds after you said it? Are you kidding?)
   
5. We do not buy beer.
   
6. You profit from step 3: once.

The fact that the Percy Hotel in Carlton does the above probably explains why it's so empty on trivia night that they have time to properly set tables with tablecloths and wine glasses. And why apart from hungry podcasters who've accidentally wandered in and decided to stick it out, they have no customers under fifty.

And the parma wasn't particularly good, either.

No stars.

We need to find somewhere that's has the East Brunswick Hotel's decent parma and free trivia, but questions that aren't entirely based on the most recent edition of Who Weekly. Note: Kazakhstan was not the answer to any of the questions tonight, either.

UPDATE: Recalibrate your groupthink trackers, we're off again!