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Some men put their man caves in their basements and fill them with televisions and barstools and sports memorabilia, but Elias' mancave is a literal cave along the coast of Scotland.

When he invites the guys over for the drink, they hop in their rowboats and fight the waves for an hour or so before landing exhausted on the rocky shore.

Some don't make it, and the ones who do raise a toast to their memory.

Then they head back out, because the mancave gets lousy television reception, and the cable guy died last year.

The gang toasts his memory.

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