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Every now and again, new cultural correspondent (his title for at least the duration of this item) Ryan will be dropping by to toss some posts into our blog-mix. Today, he shares the photo-assisted recollections of a Halloween evening in which he learned why you never challenge a guy in an ape costume to a Wild Turkey-drinking contest.

Last night's All Hallows Eve affair at Mr. T's Bowl (Highland Park) found apes commingling with world-famous born-again Christian stuntmen, mysterious tight-clad cartoon racers, cross-dressing David Crosby-alikes and Red-Shirted® She-Hulks sporting this season's ubiquitous Amy Winehousian hairpile, the live soundtrack to which was enhanced by a burlesque troupe from beyond the grave. Join us now as we take a very brief, pointed look behind our shoulder at a few key characters encountered during the night responsible for this morning's headache . . .