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First one: Tom’s Stag Do Amsterdam Story<\/strong><\/h2>\n

\ud83c\udf7b\u200b The lost guy (not lost) Amsterdam<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n
It was supposed to be an amazing stag party,<\/a> we were with 7 friends for Tom’s upcoming wedding. So we all decided to go to Amsterdam Stag Do Story\u00a0<\/strong>and we’d been planning it for months, obviously the city of freedom.<\/div>\n
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In principle, it was good! We arrived in Amsterdam<\/a>, everything was fine with the hotel, the city was beautiful and we? were ready to party! We all had the itinerary for the activities, because in 3 days, we had to do it all.<\/div>\n
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In the morning, we went to a menu coffeshop in Amsterdam, a real one. And perfect, always good. The colleagues are energised and we have the day ahead of us. Then we went on the Bike Beer Tour – what an experience<\/a>! It was great fun.<\/div>\n
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OK, I suppose so. We were already a bit crazy. But we still had enough energy to go out into Amsterdam’s nightlife. We hopped from bar to bar and had a great time. Then we decided to join a party… just perfect. and just crazy! By the end of the night, we were all a bit tired and drunk, so Jonas started saying “let’s go, guys, tomorrow we need to get on with it”. Jonas, the more conscientious one, was persuading everyone to take the bar off… But then they realised something…<\/div>\n
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\ud83d\udc49\ud83c\udffb\u200b 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6… and the 7 of us? Where?<\/h4>\n
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So we quickly discovered that the seven of us who were missing was Dave.<\/div>\n
Dave is that quiet guy, but the only single one of us. It’s a wake-up call. But it’s not often that Dave goes away, specifically to another country to go out with a girl or something. In fact, he’s just a quiet guy. A bit strange.<\/div>\n
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At that moment, the other six of us, the drunk guys, started to freak out (perhaps excessively, but that’s okay, we have excuses: alcohol). We started to worry a lot, we rang him and there was no signal. Where was he? On the streets? With a girl? In the bathroom?<\/div>\n
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It wasn’t the best decision, but we decided to go round the bars and canals to find Dave. Others of us decided to go to the hotel and: nothing.<\/div>\n
– Dave, where are you, mate? Drunk guys drive kilometres in Amsterdam<\/a> for this guy!<\/div>\n
It’s fun now, but at the beginning of the day we kept going and going. Then we got a call! It was Dave, in peace, waking up and looking for us! Obviously, we were furious! All night looking for this guy and now he just turns up in a perfect state of mind?<\/div>\n
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\ud83d\udc49\ud83c\udffb\u200b So… Dave had met a girl at the party! And the girl lives on a boat in Amsterdam<\/a>, so Dave thought: “What an experience!” and went there. A marvellous evening with the girl and a perfect morning on the boat! Nice for Dave, right?<\/div>\n
Because for us drunk friends, not so much, my friend!<\/div>\n
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\ud83d\udca1\u200b Ps: The next day, Dave paid for the beer for us, obviously. The lost guy (not lost)!<\/div>\n\t\t\n