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Last night

I went to the same little hole-in-the-wall pub I go to every Thursday. However, when I walked in I was surprised to find it was packed wall to wall with a plethora of young British men.

Apparently a bunch of futbol coaches and players were staying at the holiday inn down the street for some soccer camp conference thing whatever.

Normally the pub being packed annoys me but the sausage fest of hot soccer player eye candy with sexy accents wasn’t too bad. And by wasn’t too bad I mean omg it was a candy store for this single spaz.

I love that pub.

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