Besrodio and Cid's Shot Contest

Written by Beowulf

Cid stared Besrodio in the eye as he picked up the first vodka shot. He downed it and

stared Cid down. Mustadio and Orlandu stared at them, wondering who will pass out first.

Cid picked up a drink and downed it.

"Are you drunk yet?"

Mocking him, Cid crossed his eyes and acted drunk. "I don't know. I'm okay now!"

Besrodio picked up the next shot and downed it. Cid smiled and picked up the next drink.

He downed it and slammed the shot glass on the table. Ramza looked at the table and saw

Delita hitting on a transvestite barmaid. Algus was passed out on the table and Beowulf

was shing showtunes in the bathroom. Agrias was watching with total disgust.

"Men." She whispered.

Cid took a shot of it and slammed the glass down. Besrodio took his shot. Beowulf went

out of the bathroom and the bartender walked up to him.

"Don't no one go in there."

"You're drunk, pal. Go home."

"I am not drunk... *HIC* Just coordinatedly challenged."

Reis walked up and slapped him.

"Ooh, look, lights." Beowulf said, stumbling around.

Besrodio took his shot and it was Cid's turn. He reached for his shot and grabbed it with a

slurred hand. He missed his mouth and passed out. Besrodio and Mustadio cheered.

"Okay, who's going to be the designated driver?" Mustadio asked.

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