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| 3 days (each way) on a bus to lose our minds and break our bodies in Barcelona. Spanish wine in England. |
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| croissants in Paris |
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| oh man, you had to be there... |
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| best seats in the house |
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| half-past France. |
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| crouching lager hidden badman |
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| Bruno outside the international CNT hq |
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| Kieran was on a strict diet of cronk, beer & 'ippie jumps |
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| wacky races |
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| midnight battles with tight situations, so much piss and flying bags of cat litter |
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| all the hepatitises |
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| Rees adds his tuppence worth |
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| Milo couldn't stand up at this point, which didn't seem to affect his wallrides for some reason? |
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| Maxxx - 'oss 'igh wallie |
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| when the going gets weird... |
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| Bendigo |
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| loves young dream |
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| Serin goes the distance for a tough crowd |
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| you fuck around, you lay around |
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| The Absinth Cronkicals. Volumes 1 - 6 |
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| Stoop Hoopla. Stoopla. |
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| things (boards/bodies/brains) fall apart. Fin. |
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