  The bastard only sodding came back didn't he I swear that if Jesus (I've told you before that David's nickname in the Arms is Jesus right? Well because he looks like Jesus)himself had actually of walked into the Arms he would have had pretty much the same reaction. We were all pissed and as always the pub was absolutely rammed (it was a Friday) when I just see David standing there and someone shouts out 'it's Jesus, he's risen' (oh alright it was more like 'Jesus is back', but allow me some dramatic license please) and he was immediately swamped (I don't know what the non-regulars would have made of the whole thing, but it was quite funny).
If he says he's leaving again I'm gonna knock the spanner out. Talking of knocking people out, this guy wanted to fight me on Saturday, although it was my fault. The George in town was shut (they had no water or something) so we had a few extra townies in. Anyway we were all sitting around the back when this girl walks past in this ridiculous pink evening dress (I mean this is the fucking Arms) and being quite drunk I quite loudly commented that she looked like she was going to a wedding. She got upset, told her Uncle and he wanted to fight me. I'm not entirely sure how things got resolved.
I think his mate persuaded him that it would be a very bad idea for a townie to kick off in the Arms. Anyway Saturday was Karaoke. Sang Bohemian Rhapsody and other things which I can't remember. It was a good night. Well isn't Karaoke always good? Sang loads last Wednesday. For some reason no-one else wanted to sing, so it was basically just me, Matt, the Karaoke dude and The Man singing all night. (One of these days we'll succeed in persuading El to get up and sing) Although we did work out what we'd do if Matt had 22 trillion pounds. Anyway how were weekends guys? I'll see you all in hell. The Colonel urlLink Email me you spanners! 
