Big night for JB, who failed to
show up for the flight to Dubln... |
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Rufus holds his birthday thing,
inviting people as badgers. Or was it party animals? |
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Dublin; didn't see no leprechauns
but something of a vomitarium. |
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Giles -- tower of, er, posh |
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My first pint of guiness for
about 10 years. Here's to 2014. |
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Was it really necessary? |
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JB. With a bird. Don't pretend
like you've never seen it before. |
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The lavvly Liffey |
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Shiv getting emotional again |
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Eye eye eye |
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Who knew that such places exist?
Eternal 'girl's. |
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Mille grazie to Dan & Steph
for organizing |
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Ganning doontoon on the bus |
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Temple Bar. Lads & lasses from
the mainland out on the piss, moreorless |
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Me & Seven Americans. Truly
roles have been reversed since Dtown. Joke's on you, hey, shiv. |
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The grandparents of the, erm,
youth hostel we stayed at |
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The oldest pub in the guide book |
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Dan gets dracula on that pint |
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PubbyClubby night |
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The good part of the guiness (ooh
er, missus) |
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Some funkblues noncery |
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Disrobing |
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Fully rehabilitated |
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My unwitting impression of Nixta
on the dancefloor, circa '95/'96 |
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Cheese |
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Time for a Redbull-led recovery |
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Mnn...when am I going to consume
my first McFlurry Creme Egg? |
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