Whilst out last night Burls confessed that he loves big birds. Guess I was just getting the wrong end of the stick again.
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Born from the immortal words spoken to Steve by Rich, this is a place for us to keep in touch, explore the essence of drunkeness, and take the piss out of each other no matter where we are. We wave goodbye to Jack for at least the next 6 months and hope he has many dunken adventures. Bye Jack! And Rich hopes you get frostbite on your balls!
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