Whilst on holiday in Greece with Martin "Fishing Rod" Little, Mark "The Marmott" Wrangham and Andrew "Spawn Of Satan" Hill, we came across a street made up entirely of Cafe's, each had an identical menu, identical furniture both in doors and out, an identical manager and was showing the same thing on television (The World Cup). We started walking down the street, and the first cafe owner said to Andrew "Sit down, beer, burger, football." We said no thank you and continued down the street. The next cafe owner approached Andrew and said "Sit down, beer, burger, football." We again declined politely and continued on down the street. The third cafe owner said to Andrew "Sit down, beer, burger, football." Andrew replied "NO!!!" and we carried on down the street. The fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh cafe owner approached Andrew and said "Sit down, beer, burger, football." and Andrew turned down each of them. We then started to jog along the street, with the cafe owners still asking Andrew to "Sit down, beer, burger, football." Even though they could see that we had turned down each of the previous cafe owners. By the time we reached the end of the street we were running, with Andrew in the lead, throwing the cafe owners out of our path. Even as they flew through the air and into windows, tables and chairs they said "Sit down, beer, burger, football." When we finally rounded the corner and got away from the cafes Andrew finally broke down and started screaming. From then on Andrew has been totally unstable (As opposed to being "a bit of a nutter" as he was previously). Vietnam veterans having flashbacks are considered mentally well adjusted compared to Andrew when you walk up behind him and say "Sit down, beer, burger, football."

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