The big one! Well young Harris and I went to Mama Mia's for a few drinks. It was time to show Pete how a real man drinks! After two ice cold froth wagons it was time to smash some Margaritas. My main man behind the bar poured a bloody stiff drink. After 6 massive Margaritas it was time to go home and enjoy some Guacamole and a few bottles of red. Poor old Harris could not walk at this stage so I got us a ride home in a fruit truck. Back home and Harris was a mess could not stand on his own two feet. I put him to bed and enjoyed a few cheeky reds. Well this is how I remember the night but the photos look different.
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