Flinchy: I was at the hospital this morning...
Bull: Nothing fatal, I hope
Flinchy: ...visiting Andrew, and he suggested we should take a club outing. Either that or he wanted a club sandwich. In any case, I think a club outing would be fun.
Dom: You want us to go clubbing?
Flinchy: No, I mean some sort of outing...as a club
Dom: You’ve lost me
Harry: I wanna go somewhere violent. A boxing match, or dog-fighting. Get the old blood pumping. You’d like to see some violence, wouldn’t you, Bull?
Starchild: A nostalgia trip
Bull: Go fuck a tree
Starchild: That’s the best you can manage? You’re not even gonna make me fuck a tree?
Flinchy: Moving away from...tree-fucking, I was thinking of something a little more musical. Perhaps a concert?
Harry: Great idea. Heavy metal or gangsta rap?
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