The only problem with that song comes when you sing it to girls. Or maybe it was just me.
Had a great night with my boys, little bit hungover. Who knew that one could have so much fun sitting under a table? Bill, hopefully you don't have a bruise, I apologise sincerely if you do.
I can also now reveal John's t-shirt:
I think it suits him, personally.
ETA: Please stop feeding the cat tuna, he won't eat his regular noms any more. He's looking at me right now as though to say 'What is this rubbish? I require only the finest in oil-soaked tuna!' Go catch a mouse.