My mate Arnie (names changed to protect the innocent)
A few years ago, I used to share a house with two mates in the lovely district of Withington in Manchester. If anyone knows it, it's a decent place to live but as for beer and nightlife it's somewhat lacking.

Instead, we used head up to Fallowfield for cheap nights out - it's within walking distance, and has a Subway. So, for us it was perfect.

Anyway, one night, after a complete skinful, and most of us unable to work, me and my mates (plus girlfriends) decide to get the bus back as the walk would be too much of an ordeal.

However, Arnie's not having this. He can't see the problem of walking back and refuses to pay the pound for the short trip home, and decides he's going to walk. Now, that wouldn't have been a massive issue, however...

1. It was pissing it down by time the bus came.
2. We were all barely capable of walking.

With this in mind, 'Fuck that' says I, and get on the bus, along with the rest of the group, leaving Arnie to run home, getting piss wet through.

Which he does, except to spite the rest of us, he runs infront of the bus, a la a funeral parade with the undertaker at the front. This state of affairs carries on all the way back to Withington, Arnie leading a procession of vehicles the mile and a bit back home, somehow managing to stay infront of the bus, whilst taking heckles from all and sundry and avoiding some kind of road rage incident.

Upon arrival and slightly miffed at Arnie's move, we decide to have our revenge by all chipping in for a pizza from the takeaway (the ropey one on the road to Somerfields if anyone knows it) and not letting Arnie have any.

Mmmm... pepperoni-rific spite. Get in.
(scentless_apprentice takes two bottles into the shower!, Sat 25 Oct 2008, 16:46, 8 replies)

A subway
in fallowfield? You posh bastards. There was only Gaffs dodgy ass takeaway shop when I was there.

There used to be an awesome greasy spoon on the road by Somerfield, is it still there?
(Bazongaloid, Sat 25 Oct 2008, 17:06, closed)

withington
We used to eat at "The Canadian Charcoal Pit" everytime we went on the piss at Severe and walked back to Withington.
The people who ran it would always get us into conversations but none of us could understand a word they said!
( Mrs Entity is in hiding., Sat 25 Oct 2008, 17:28, closed)

We wouldn't go in there
after one of my hosuemates ate something and go the shits really badly. We were ver good friends with Mani and his dad who ran the kebab shop opposite. It's not there anymore though.
(Bazongaloid, Sat 25 Oct 2008, 17:49, closed)

I
used to go to that kebab shop myself. Can't believe they closed it!!! Their 'ribs' were what I would call 'generic' meat.

I miss Withington a lot - although it had it's shitty element, it was quite a nice place and had a good community.
(scentless_apprentice takes two bottles into the shower!, Sun 26 Oct 2008, 1:12, closed)

Your mate Arnie
I have never met him. But I like him already.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Sat 25 Oct 2008, 17:41, closed)