Mr Television

three

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We arrived at the next pub in Northumberland Avenue, our next drink was a pint of beer. Chip picked up a community chest card and read it aloud. 

"You have a sudden toothache! It's time to visit the dentist's chair. Sit in a chair with your head tilted back as your teammate feeds you your drink." 

"With a pint?" I rolled my eyes, "I do not trust you feeding me a whole pint" I pointed at Chip and he laughed.

"Okay, since you're a new guest here, you can pick someone else to feed you. I don't trust myself either to be honest" He laughed.

Chris sat down in a chair as they got ready to feed each other. I looked over at Arthur to see him taking the foam out of his drink onto the floor. 

"Woah woah woah! That is a spillage" Chip exclaimed, pointing at him. 

"No, I was just getting the head off!" Arthur protested.

"Nope, I'm afraid that's a spillage" He laughed.

George fed Chris his pint, however they miserably failed as Chris couldn't down it in one and they spilled most of it. 

"Come on Christopher, just a little dribble!" George cheered at him like he was a child. 

George then got in the chair and they tried a different technique which seemed to work better. They held hands and if George squeezed, it meant he wanted to stop. However, George also struggled to get it down in one and got it down in two.

Arthur and Harry were next up. Harry managed to do it all in one without even holding Arthur's hand. It left us shocked and we cheered him on. 

"What a coincidence, the alcoholic does it very easily" Chip joked causing me to laugh.

Arthur was next, when Arthur tried to pull away Harry wouldn't let him so he managed to get it down in one. It was now Chip's go, he sat on the chair and placed his hand on my arm. We were using the arm technique. So when he wanted to stop, he would squeeze my arm. I slowly started pouring the pint and he drank as fast as possible. However, it quickly ended as he squeezed my arm and pulled away. 

"Chip, no!" I sighed.

He placed his hand on my arm again and I continued to pour. He squeezed my arm once again.

"No you almost finished it!" I sighed in disappointment. 

"Rub my back dear, I've got a burp in there" He told me.

I laughed and jokingly rubbed his back as he burped loudly. After he had finally recovered, I started pouring again and he finished the drink in three. 

"You two are so shit" Arthur pointed at Chip and I.

"I haven't even had my go yet, shut up" I joked. 

"Who do you want to pour yours?" Chip asked me.

I looked around the circle of boys. None of these were great at it apart from Arthur and Harry. But I knew that Harry would continue to pour if I wanted to stop.

"Arthur" I pointed at him as I sat down.

"Okay, how do you want to do this?" He asked as he picked up my pint.

"The hand technique" I replied as I took his hand. It was a lot softer than I thought it'd be.

Everyone counted me down and Arthur slowly started pouring. I tried to drink as fast as I could. I gently squeezed his hand to tell him to slow down a bit and he did. However, I soon used my other hand to tell him to go faster. 

"Faster?" He asked locking eyes with me.

I gently nodded my head not taking my eyes off of his. 

"Okay guys, just remember my channel is family friendly" Chip joked as everyone laughed. 

I soon finished the drink and stuck my middle finger up at him.

"Fuck you" I laughed 

"By the looks of things, you should be aiming those words at Arthur not me" He laughed as I rolled my eyes.

"You did really well" Arthur smiled as I let go of his hand and thanked him. 

"Well Chris, since your team was worst, you get another chance card" Chip handed him another card.

We all laughed but it soon stopped as Chris read the card aloud.

"You're getting married. Everyone, except you, takes a shot" We all immediately went silent as Chris now laughed at us.

We all stood in a circle and took our shots as Chris watched with a smug face. It was obvious that the alcohol had hit us all now. Except for Harry, he was still sober. Apparently that's because he drinks a lot though.

We were now walking to the next pub and Arthur had the wheelbarrow on his shoulders. Every time he would turn, someone would always get hit by it and that someone happened to be me.

"Arthur if you hit me one more time with that stupid thing, I'm going to shove it up your arse!" I pushed his shoulder gently. The alcohol was really getting to me now.

George and Chris then started to trip him up as he walked causing him to swing around with the wheelbarrow again and hit me with it. He turned to look at me but before he could apologise for the fifth time, I chased him down the streets. He dropped his wheelbarrow as he ran away. The camera men followed us as we were both completely drunk. 

Arthur tripped over causing me to trip over his foot and land on top of him. We both laid there and laughed as people gave us weird looks. The boys soon caught up with us and Chip gasped in horror. 

"I told you guys that my channel is family friendly! Stop fucking!" He slurred drunkenly. 

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We soon arrived to the next pub in Bow Street. Our drink was a spicy mango picante. Chip read aloud the next community chest card. 

"Now that your mouths are clean, let's keep it that way. Any swearing will add on a point to your team" He laughed.

However, Chip wasn't good at his own game as he managed to swear quite a lot after reading the card causing everyone to laugh. We all bit into a chilli and then downed our drink. 

"Now it's time for the chance card for the team who got the lowest score, which was in fact me and you Lily" He sighed.

"Yeah because you kept swearing!" I rolled my eyes as I took the card, "Go to jail, your team has to be handcuffed for the next hole. A shot needs to be taken to grant your freedom" I read aloud.

"Can't I do a shot now then?" I asked.

"No, you'll have to do it at the next hole" Arthur explained.

Before I could even process it, Chip was handcuffed to me.