This is me still thinking about how I can get out of this.
Cheers to the competitors.
Yep, that is right. I was in a pickle juice drinking contest. I went to another ward's singles activity and the only people I really knew were the friends I went with. Somehow I got involved in the contest. I did not drink it the fastest, but I finished it all. It was quite disgusting, but I am so stinking competitive I had to finish. We went to a piano bar downtown after. I have never tasted such gross burps in my life. Yep, all in the name of compitition, I drank all that pickle juice.