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The adventure begins
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Quad Squad
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The Adventurers return
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First Pint.
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Doesn't take Farooq long to get into the swing of things.
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Settling in
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Catching the end of the game. Ah well.
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Old buddies
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I wasn't drunk enough to excuse the quality of this shot. Sorry.
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Making a point
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Still pretty respectable.
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Nick and Mike B
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Worst Dancer
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I think she was called Kirsten. Or was that the other one?
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Making friends with the hens
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"Look boys, I'm really strong! Look! Look! Boys?"
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"No, Farooq, I don't really want a picture of you."
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Pretending to take a picture of Farooq.
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"Taxi for Table 7!"
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Our hen friends
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Who was this shot for? I can't remember.
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The unexplained Mexican theme establishes itself.
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Whatever Piers is saying, Nick is astonished.
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"I hope this place livens up soon."
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"I love you, Nick." "Yes, Piers, I love you too."
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A rare Guinness moment
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Sometimes the family resemblance is really quite strong.
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James is momentarily distracted.
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Jon: "This is beer. I take it very seriously."
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"So that's another eight Sol, then?"
