Cultural night

So one of the activities the university decided to endure upon us was a 'cultural night'. This involved free pizza and beer - something that bribed me into the latter of the event - the compulsary entertainment to be provided by yourself and those from the same country. Of course, out of all 60 something of us, I was the only English. Sounding posh and standing out like a sore thumb, I was left alone. While everyone else treated us with cultural delights from their home towns, such as songs, food samples and shots, I gave a lame talk about the olympics, spice girls and chavs, oh and a fun fact about chickens being more common than people - still to this day I ask myself, really?