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To the left you'll see Uncle Fester on his tour of Ireland. . . . I never quite understood why Dan decided to shave his head, I just put it down to Canadian-madness . . . a theory that seemed to prove itself the more people I met from Canadia.
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Just when you thought it was safe to trust religion again . . . |
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Anyway, after a great day and a rather disturbing encounter with an abandoned pub (VERY fucking scary if you've been reading a Stephen King novel all day), Dan and I jumped the buss and headed to our final stop in Dublin... |
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In Dublins fair city, where the girls are so pretty.... |
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