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The flatmates and I got to play corporate wankers yesterday after scoring tickets to one of the London Arena's VIP boxes to see the London Knights in action (an ice-hockey team, not a strip troupe). The match itself was reasonably entertaining, furthered along by calls like "Fight! Fight! Fight!" and "Show him some biffo!". We declined the public skating on the rink afterwards though: my arse and frozen water don't get along.
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