Who'sh afraid of the Big Bad wolf?

You go back to drinking your fairy stout but soon feel funny, and not just because you're drunk.

You start growing, getting bigger and bulkier, and you end up being 7 feet tall.

And a cramped pub fill of scared leprechauns is not the best place for a 7-foot drunken werewolf!

Written by A R Jackson

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