The week that wasn't

So as normal last week there was a pub and a chance meeting of many of the members of the Cobras.  We sat down and were chatting it all seemed fairly relaxed until Wetnose started whining about not being able to play.  Everyone ignored him for a while then Keisey started playing the worlds saddest song his tiny little violin which he claimed was the worlds smallest.  After significant inspection Dave came to the conclusion that this was in fact Eric Meissner's 4.1cm violin which is recorded as the worlds smallest fully functioning violin.  This oddly specific knowledge didn't stop the torment of Wetnose.  He then after a while said that if he couldn't play we shouldn't play, to this we laughed openly at him.  Reece went as far as to tell him that if he keeps this up that we would restart the search for the other co-founder.  Wetnose following this got up and started... well I thought he was taunting Reece but when he was asked about it he just said "You're joking right? It's clearly a rain dance."  The Dans then said in unison, which they do an annoyingly high percentage of the time, "We're American and we can't even do that, you have no chance."  Wetonse, stubborn as ever just kept going with his rain dance and when we left the pub he was still going and he was still going when they kicked him out on the street at closing time and he only stopped to call the Dans with his one call from the police station once he saw the rain outside though the lockup bars.  Their first response was "How do you know it wasn't a sprinkler?", after they then finished laughing they agreed to pick him up.  Given neither of them has a car this was a poor choice by Wetnose but he was right about his dance and the three of them had to walk home in the rain.  It is surprising that none of them thought to hail a cab but these things happen, I guess.