After work, and with much LAughtER, the workmates went to the pub. They enjoyed playing games of darts and pool, whilst consuming a few glasses of lager. Inevitably before long one of them went to the gents, finishing up his visit by washing his hands in the laver. He then span round rather too fast, lost his balance and twisted his ankle. He limped back to join his mates, laughing off his slip up. But as the evening wore on, he slowly became lamer. By the time he got home he found out he couldn't get his work boot off because of the swollen ankle. His wife took him to A&E where they used a precision laser to cut off his boot so they could examine it.
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