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Have you got any plans for dinner at all? Tonight, we will be partaking of a liquid repast as we wend our way up The Golden Mile. Commencing with an inaugural tankard at The First Post, then onto The Old Familiar, The Famous Cock, The Cross Hands, The Good Companions, The Trusty Servant, The Two Headed Dog, The Mermaid, The Beehive, The King's Head and The Hole in the Wall for a measure of the same. All before the last bittersweet pint in that most fateful terminus, The World's End. Leave a light on, good lady, for though we may return with a twinkle in our eyes, we will, in truth, be blind drunk.
The World's End
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That's a joke, right? Five guys. Twelve pubs. Fifty pints. Sixty pints. Steady on, you fucking alky. I haven't had a drink for 16 years, Gary. You must be thirsty then. We can go back, see the guys, chew the fat, it'll be just like it always was, except this time we're going to finish this thing once and for all. You have a very selective memory, Gary. Thanks. You remember the Friday nights. I remember the Monday mornings. Yeah, that's why we're going back on a Friday.
The World's End
24s
Ah! You know what? It's in my wallet. And I left that at the bloody gym! Any other form of identification? No, it's all in my sports bag. That's bloody typical, isn't it? Um... I'll give you my name and address, you can run me through the old system. Go on then. It's Peter Page. 48 Bishop's Gardens, London, N2 T12.
The World's End