If you’re not too good on your Imperial measurements, think of it as a pizza whose diameter is two Subway footlongs stacked end on end. That’ll give you a rough idea of the size of this Shawcross monster. It’s a hand-stretched, thin-crust pizza though, so you’ve got a fair shot. And you get to pick your topping (Margherita it is…) There’s no time limit on this one (within reason). You just have to finish. If you get through the whole thing, crusts and all, you get a t-shirt…and probably an antacid from behind the bar, if you ask nicely.

Up for grabs: If you clock the month’s best time, you get to take home a slab of beer, which sounds like just about the manliest night possible.