
After three weeks here in Leeds, I felt that I had prepared my liver enough to attempt such a feat. On Friday at 5pm in the afternoon, I joined the students of the Clarence Dock residence, each costumed as something to represent their block letter. I was pretending to be a member of Block D, so I pulled out the rosy cheeks, ballet flats, and pigtails, and said that I was dressed as a doll. I joined my friends, dressed as a Doormat, Dorothy, and a Droog (from Clockwork Orange), and we proceeded to the first pub. That's where it all began. Before the night was over, we had shared pints with a pilot, a pack of nerds, some gnomes, avatars, fairies, and one very slutty cross-dressing granny.
Current Personal Record: 10/17 pubs
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