Fight!

Hi readers, the dispute with the unamed disgruntled former staff member, reached new depths last night. I was on my way home from the pub last night with Ade. Matt and Aimee had left earlier. Then guess who showed up? Yes you guessed it Dad er Tony. Anyway to cut a long story short he'd had a bit too much to drink and was fuming over the fact that Ade and I are set to earn a fortune from the churnal whilst he gets none when we sell it. I think he'd been drinking bacardi breezers. He roared drunkenly and lurched across the street towards me, then grabbed me by the pony tail and pulled my hair hard. Naturally I grabbed his hair too. A bit less of it but I was able to get a handful and hold on for dear life. The harder he pulled my hair the harder I pulled his. I'm sure it must have been painfull for him because he was shouting 'ah stop stop stop please please'. Then I realised I was also shouting words to similar effect. So we made an agreement to both let go at the same time but after counting to 3 when the agreed moment came he didn't let go! The dirty shit. Well naturally I didn't let go either.

But then he did let go and started nipping me. Ade tried to intervene but before he could I started pinching Tony. If he can't take the medicine he shouldn't dish it out. So I gave him double medicine.

Anyway hopefully this is an end to the whole sorry state of affairs. We wish Tony all the best in his future endeavours.

Aaron