With his dying breath...

...Brad, the last of the New Guinea massive goes down with a fight. May he rest in piece.

Scotty "the demon arm" Smith calls forth his voodoo ways

666... the sign of the beast. Coincidence? YOU DECIDE!

GO RAMBO!

The New Guinea young team hold off the advancing dictatorship.

Like a Lamb to the Slaughter

Tony goes radge and gets his banger wangered!

Risky domineering bastard

Scott continues his war of terror!

Live for the Laser!

Madness ensues at Fabric

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For this...i have no words

We're here!

Big Al points the way to London

Across the table, the party continues....

REEEESPECT! Yes, we are sharing a set of headphones but that doesn't stop the big McCulloch from being slightly disgruntled! HURRY UP AND GET YOU EUSTON YA BAW! ;-)

Dave on the train to London

It's a quarter-past pills o'clock and we appear to have our first casualty!