00:02 - 00:04 | oi cunt, fucking look at me like that again and i'll fucking deck ya! |
00:04 - 00:06 | sorry big boi, it's just, Jim's on the phone and he's calling u a wanker |
00:07 - 00:09 | i told him to fuck off but he wants to fight you |
00:10 - 00:12 | he also said he think's your a pussy queefmunching faggot |
00:13 - 00:15 | and called your mum a kiddy-fiddling spunkslut |
00:15 - 00:17 | u tell that cunt he's fucking dead |
00:17 - 00:18 | tell him yourself you stupid dickhead prick |
00:19 - 00:21 | fucking gimme the phone, cunt |
00:21 - 00:22 | oi |
00:22 - 00:25 | Jim, are you there u fat fuck? |
00:25 - 00:26 | u wot |
00:26 - 00:28 | ure in trouble now boi, i'm gonna fucking batter u m8 |
00:29 - 00:31 | doubt that mate, me and my boiz will fuck you up |
00:31 - 00:32 | listen, you slag, |
00:32 - 00:34 | u better stop chattin shit bout my mum |
00:34 - 00:35 | or i swer to fuck i will rape you in the face |
00:35 - 00:37 | bring it, i'm gonna kick ur fucking head in you stupid cunt |
00:40 - 00:42 | also, i just got a letter from Paul and he thinks you're a massive bum boy too |
00:42 - 00:46 | he wants me 2 let u know that u should have paid him back the tenner you borrowed |
00:46 - 00:48 | because now he has 2 knock ur teeth in |
00:48 - 00:51 | how do u feel bout that one u fudgepacking douchewaffle? |
00:51 - 00:54 | u have no idea how much i want 2 skull fuck you |
00:54 - 00:56 | enough of this shit, tomorrow at 4 outside poundland, let's finish this. |
00:56 - 00:59 | MAKE SURE U BRING BIRTH CONTROL COS IM GONNA FUCK YOU UP! |
01:01 - 01:02 | lads, get ur fuckin shit sorted |
01:02 - 01:06 | cricket bats, golf clubs, the lot |
01:06 - 01:10 | i'm gonna go wank, all this fighting talk has got my dick hard, laters dickheads |
01:11 - 01:14 | oi, bellend.. i shagged ur sister and wanked in your soup. |
01:14 - 01:16 | i know you're angry but it was only bant, thought you should know |
01:16 - 01:18 | ye, top bant. |