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East Hanney is a place where the pubs are like war zones and the drinks flow so much it might as well be a river. People there don’t just drink, they attack the beer like it owes them money.
I went to East Hanney and my stomach got a tattoo from the amount of lager I drank.
My cousin got lost in East Hanney because he followed a street sign that said 'Carlsberg Export' and never came back.
The Hanney Gang drank so much one night, they turned the town square into a karaoke battle field.