00:00 - 00:03 | I'm afraid Ozzy got loose from the kitchen |
00:04 - 00:05 | So far, he has pood here |
00:05 - 00:07 | here, and here. |
00:08 - 00:12 | He also chewed up your slippers |
00:12 - 00:15 | and pissed on the floor |
00:17 - 00:19 | Get a hold of Sarah and Michael |
00:19 - 00:21 | They can come get him. |
00:24 - 00:26 | Sir... |
00:27 - 00:28 | They... |
00:31 - 00:33 | They are on holiday in Scotland. |
00:34 - 00:36 | They've only just got there. |
00:53 - 00:58 | How did this happen? |
01:13 - 01:15 | Why did I agree to this? |
01:15 - 01:17 | dumping that little shit on me |
01:18 - 01:23 | they know what he is like! |
01:25 - 01:28 | What did they think was going to happen? |
01:29 - 01:31 | fucking liberty! |
01:31 - 01:34 | Look at what he does at home |
01:34 - 01:37 | Like, hes gonna come to my house |
01:37 - 01:40 | and not shit everywhere and eat everything |
01:40 - 01:42 | Sir, they thought he might be ok |
01:42 - 01:46 | Did that dog shit in your head you retard? |
01:46 - 01:48 | Sir, they just thought you could handle him |
01:48 - 01:52 | Well you fucking take him then!! |
01:53 - 01:54 | In fact, get on Pets4Homes |
01:56 - 01:57 | And get that mutt listed! |
01:57 - 02:00 | "Chihuahua Puppy, house trained, Friendly" £100 |
02:00 - 02:03 | If Sarah & Michael fell for that shite |
02:04 - 02:08 | I'm sure someone else fucking will!! |
02:08 - 02:13 | MY GOD, he never-fucking-stops |
02:14 - 02:16 | You know, he chewed my mustache comb |
02:17 - 02:21 | My mum gave me that fucking comb |
02:27 - 02:29 | He just...never stops |
02:30 - 02:34 | He is destroying my soul |
02:34 - 02:36 | I cant take anymore of him |
02:41 - 02:42 | Cant we give him to someone else? |
02:43 - 02:47 | Get them back here, call them, fly them here |
02:48 - 02:53 | They can collect him and fuck off back on holiday with the lil shit |
02:54 - 02:56 | He was fine last time |
02:56 - 02:59 | He can stay in that Caravan |
03:00 - 03:02 | Leave him to it! |
03:04 - 03:07 | It's okay Anna, Ozzy willl be gone soon |
03:14 - 03:16 | Goto my house, lock him in the toilet |
03:19 - 03:23 | he cant do much damage in there |
03:25 - 03:26 | Right? |
03:31 - 03:33 | Give him a biscuit |
03:40 - 03:46 | I wish he was more like Poppy |
03:46 - 03:49 | Even if her breath does smell like sewage |
03:53 - 03:56 | Damn you Sun Holiday's |