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Some fine arse shots |
Straight up, luv, fell off the back of a cart... |
Your turn to cook – no, your turn ! (*) |
More arse shots of Baron Osborne, Sir Roger, Matthieu |
It’s our shade and we’ll fight to the last man to defend it ! |
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DeBec preparing to invade a curry house |
Mine’s a korma – so’s mine – and mine! – not all kormas ?! |
Right lads, let’s do ‘em |
(Arse-cam) Forward to Death or Gl- |
Trampling the vanquished enemy by the numbers |
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They’re ba-a-ack! |
Mr Etheridge:– right, you’re banned, you drop that spear.. |
Victory again! |
The dead aren’t going to get up again, are they, sir? |
A good old fashioned bit of putting the boot in… |
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Form up – let’s kill the crowd ! |
deBec looking very hard… and deranged… |
Oh, they’ve run away ! |
Back on the deBec wic… |
Everyone out of my kitchen ! |
(*) An arrest warrant for “Fighting on the Wic” has been drawn up…