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Sooooo, Saturday, erm, ahem, okay, complete utter write off, 'it wiz somethin' I ate', ' a big boy did it and ran away', 'wisnae me occifer, ah wan't to speak to ma solicitor'. I slept in me tent all day saturday after presenting me breakfast to Boab on the 'big white telephone'. Hence missed whatever was going on. So, some shit went on on Saturday, end of notes. On Saturday night a group of lassies played Celtig music and enticed some folk up to Ceilidh dance, a couple of t-bones and some rear end shunts, but no one was seriously hurt. |
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 Full Hog's hokey cokey went awry |
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Followed by the 'Full
Hog' until everyone fell over. So there ye go, a load of bollocks of a write up, just enjoy the photies, my ADHD got the better of me thanks to Seth, Goonz, Nige, Dom, Diane er and everyone else from AbMag for a great rally. Now, where that Betty Ford's number. |
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