"She kept messing up the order!" stated local bar keep Jim Bean, "she'd suck it, slam it, then lick it. Then she'd try again. Slam it, suck it, lick it. Never in the right order!"
When asked about the debacle, the cute patron replied "Does it really matter? These people were making such a big deal out of it that I gave up and went to body shots on my girlfriend instead!"
"Yeah. She couldn't even get that right," Bean said, "she'd slam the shot, then just lick her friend's dry stomach. Kinda weird if you ask me. Of course, we were all a little OK with this part, because those chicks were HOT!"
When asked if dyslexia had anything to do with her ability to get the tequila shot protocol correct, the college partier replied, "No idiot. I was drunk."
Bean and other bystanders hold to the assertion that the young lady is dyslexic.
"Drunkenness is no excuse. Nobody screws the order up that much unless there are other problems going on," Bean concluded.