Forum barfight

[Hertsblue]

Can you still find your pint? If so your not that lost. 

[republic of tolworth]

Thought I'd drop in for a lunchtime pint, seems empty in here,

Who left that sodding Bren lying there?!

[Duke Speedy of Leighton]

We're out in the beer garden enjoying the sunshine. come out and find us!

[republic of tolworth]

You mean 'hiding' in the beer garden!

Oh yeh I get the message!

*meanwhile as no one is in the bar sounds of charity box being 'checked' can be heard*

[Techno]

Thought I'd drop in for a lunchtime pint, seems empty in here,

Who left that sodding Bren lying there?!

Ooooh...Ta !.....Just pop it behind the bar....I'll pick it up in a minute....I wondered where it had gone.

[Sandinista]

Time for a post work pint or 3 

[Duke Speedy of Leighton]

Its Friday! Anyone about!

[Aart Brouwer]

SOCK!! 

[OldenBUA]

Yeah that's a sock on your head, alright. Weirdo.

[Duke Speedy of Leighton]

Evening all! Mine's a double bloody Mary, heavy on the Tabasco, easy on the celery and two pairs of knuckle dusters please.
SLURP!
THWACK!
That's more like it!

[Sandinista]

A snakebite and blackcurrant with a shot of pernod please

[Aart Brouwer]

Celery? Blackcurrent??

Them's fighting words !! 

Cheers,
Aart

[Duke Speedy of Leighton]

A man who does not appreciative celery in his bloody Mary is neither an Englishman nor a gentleman!
Although celery salt is permissable in dire emergency!
Have at you sir!
*Sound of knuckles cracking*






At this point I'd like to make sure any reader understands that all above was said in jest, Aart is of course a gentleman, even if his dislike of celery means he should be taken outside and thrashed with it until he understands it's integral role in a decent bloody Mary! 

[Last Hussar]

OUCH.

Who left the Bren gun there - I've just tripped over it.

Aart can't help being foriegn.  I'll hold your coat so you can educate him.

[Techno]

Ooops sorry....
I've forgotten something.
I'll just pop home and get it !