00:02 - 00:05 | Is that the kraut Tony on the phone? |
00:05 - 00:07 | No he`s invading York today |
00:05 - 00:08 | Ped its the Clifton Wobble fella |
00:08 - 00:10 | He`s got a couple days off work |
00:10 - 00:15 | And wants to know if you want to go job hunting |
00:15 - 00:17 | Job hunting?....& lose my sickness benefit the fool |
00:17 - 00:19 | Would you like to tell the idiot? |
00:19 - 00:20 | Just give me the phone |
00:21 - 00:23 | Hello twat |
00:23 - 00:25 | You really want me to come off Pacific Conflict to go look for a job you fool? |
00:26 - 00:27 | NO |
00:27 - 00:29 | Why the fuck not |
00:29 - 00:32 | No i just received your medical report |
00:32 - 00:35 | And what the fucks that got to do with it? |
00:36 - 00:39 | According to the doctor you are un-workable |
00:40 - 00:45 | The report in my hand says even Oscar Goldman cannot help you |
00:45 - 00:51 | It seems you are a lost cause, the ankle & shoulder are knackered. |
00:51 - 00:59 | Now listen to me imbicile im quite capable of getting off this setee to put the kettle on when Pollys not fucking here |
01:02 - 01:03 | That does it |
01:03 - 01:05 | They didnt mind at DA when i was walking back n forth from hut to hut with brews in my claw |
01:05 - 01:07 | Walking up n down that fucking yard wishiing i was back down the pit |
01:07 - 01:09 | Though i dont talk about the pit years |
01:12 - 01:14 | Ped why dont you try complete the game & have a cup of tea |
01:14 - 01:16 | Your cups ready Polly prepared it for you |
01:16 - 01:18 | Fuck off pal |