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I’ve just returned from this event, and I’m gloriously drunk (I don’t know how, as I haven’t been drinking). It was very good, all the teams stripped completely (I’d expected some kind of get-out at the end, but all of them did strip absolutely completely so they were standing naked). The winners were the first year girls and second year lads. They were all very good, but how it will feel on Monday working with people who previously stripped in front of you, I’m not sure, but I think it’ll be a bit weird. The local mayor was one of the judges too, which was odd, if the mayor in Southport did anything like that, the local paper would explode.
I also pulled, which is highly amusing given that I was dancing at the time and look something along the lines of David Brent, but without the cult comedy factor. But nevertheless, I pulled someone who nobody seems to know. She wasn’t bad looking, either. Just a shame I was in the middle of a giggling fit, which seemed to ultimately put her off.
I’m off to bed now (alone), I know lots of people have photos, so I’ll have to try and get hold of them to upload.
Originally posted on The LBSC