First rule of the Army...never volunteer for anything. So why did I stick my hand up to front the Brass Band last night??? Especially as there was no microphone...and I had to holler my jokes over a pub full of people, who became more appreciative as the ale flowed. One advantage of being a seasoned musician....in the break...I went into the other bar...and scrounged a free coffee...whilst in the lounge, the rest of the band had to pay mwaaah. Being a pub...I could delve...into my chest of risque jokes...only...it's that long since I told any...I couldn't remember any? But my highlight...the tightest member of the band...had to get his wallet out...oh joyous Noel.
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