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Saturday night was even busier with a ruck of other hen and stag parties who had also come out to play. The bars and clubs of Deansgate Locks beckoned again as clearly there was more Clubflatting work to do. |
![]() Grab a granny night held a whole new meaning |
![]() Stickered and proud of it |
![]() Clubflat were in touch with their feminine side |
![]() Northern lasses were thoroughbred |
![]() Special K slyly confirms the 'no bra' theory |
![]() Biff-Edge didn't need to try very hard to pull a stupid face |
![]() An uncontrolled response to seeing some flange |
![]() The Zombie Apocalypse had begun |
![]() Like an extra from Total Recall |
![]() Steroid ponders over who to give a good fingering |
![]() Special K didn't need any face paint to act the clown |
![]() Face had forgotten to put his false teeth in |
![]() Hero was worried he had a hair out of place
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![]() Steroid had an army of slaves - one to pick his nose and one to drink his drink |
![]() Just holding the vodka sent Hero over the edge |
![]() Pissed up fools had Clubflatted the wrong stag |
![]() Face loved a good bop to YMCA |
![]() It took 3 days to find where the entrance actually was |