So the last time that Pierre and I saw each other was at my brother's wedding, where Pierre was the drunkest I've ever seen a man be.

But before that, the time before that was at my brother's stag party.

And I have this vivid memory, which has now been distorted by gender shenanigans, of standing next to the grill as Pierre is grinning like a lunatic

burning this chicken that's raw on the inside.

And my brother slumps unconscious on the French grass dressed as Jimmy Saville.

Your brother's hangover the next morning

was the most spiritual hangover

I think I've ever seen.

It was like watching a man commune

with something much deeper than chemicals.

I want to ask about the Saville costume.

This was after the revelation.

They made him dress up in it and go to the airport,

but he flew to France, but then dressed the Saville the whole way.

Oh, it was a punishment Saville costume.

Like an IRA punishment beating.

We're going to make you dress up as Jimmy's hat.

We're going to send you into Shankill dressed as Jimmy.

Die Hard 3, but he's on the street corner in New York, dressed as Jimmy

Sample.

Just now then, now then.

The sign says I-Hart kids.

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