The festive board was laid out in the usual manner, top table and three legs. The WM placed his hand on my shoulder and directed me to the SW leg.
“Here sit with these members they will keep you entertained. This is Jim he is a pontential joing member!! ”
Thus was start of a new adventure, but first question time?
Are you mason?
Where’s your lodge?
What is the airspeed of an unladen swallow?
If St John was not a baptist what would his chosen profession have been?
Like a robot or cleverly rehearsed monkey I rattled of the answers:
No, your Tyler was poor. So I stabbed him with his own sword. Mwhahahah.
Chester, on the Moon.
African or European?
Ah New York Bestseller author, no wait that’s the other John. It is the Black Knight!
Wake up Pete!
What ?
Pete you still in Ibiza !
Sorry ? But I am married with kids! No you took a pill when we got to the nightclub and have been talking to a cactus for 3hrs.
No way!
Yep, Mike Posner was on the door handing them out.