| 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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