We drug these clubs all the way to Ireland,
we're damn well goin' to play golf.
Here we are with cousin John Deehan in Moate. John, where's that logo
ball you were going to send me?
Everything's starting to get blurry
Singing the night away in Moate
Steve seems amused at Jerry's singing.
Light weights!
If we can't think of another song, we'll have to go home.
Butler brothers at the ancient scale in Moate City Centre

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