| 00:00 - 00:03 | So, if we've got this right.... |
| 00:04 - 00:06 | The door would have gone here.. |
| 00:06 - 00:07 | and window here... |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | The marble tops may have indeed glistened nicely |
| 00:12 - 00:16 | in the Autumn sunlight streaming through the windows. |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | I can't help noticing... |
| 00:19 - 00:24 | you're using words like "would" and "may" |
| 00:25 - 00:29 | Millsy.............. I'm afraid...... |
| 00:30 - 00:33 | I'm afraid you've fucked up again... |
| 00:33 - 00:36 | is all your fault... |
| 00:33 - 00:36 | INEG on 53 |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Anybody who hasn't been to my gaffe please leave... |
| 01:12 - 01:15 | It can't be me a fucking 'gain surely. |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | The extension is coming along a treat |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | The ceiling speakers are a masterpiece in themselves. |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | The cans vibrate straight off the shelves, |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | when the bass kicks in. |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | Even the cat's been neutered... |
| 01:34 - 01:38 | Might stop the furry bastard from pissing everywhere, |
| 01:38 - 01:40 | place smells like a swamp... |
| 01:40 - 01:43 | I've told you mate, put curtains up.. |
| 01:43 - 01:46 | I misplaced the effing things |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Don't order more |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | Too fucking late.. 20 mins after Prime delivery, |
| 01:53 - 01:55 | found them in the dogs bowl |
| 01:56 - 01:59 | Turbo fingers is as turbo fingers does, |
| 01:59 - 02:01 | my mamma always said. |
| 02:01 - 02:04 | And now you're telling me that my darting digits |
| 02:04 - 02:09 | have struck again and once again chaos reigns supreme... |
| 02:09 - 02:13 | Time after time I try to help out with swift direct action... |
| 02:14 - 02:17 | Time after time I'm running into a fuck up... |
| 02:17 - 02:23 | And time after time the rest of you fuckwits just piss yourselves laughing at me.. |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | But my extension... |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | What a work of art and from my hands. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | I can do stuff... honest.... |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | It's just that... |
| 02:43 - 02:48 | When I get to work I turn into a light speed ham fisted computer slayer |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | It must be static... Everything I touch just turns to rat shit... |
| 02:53 - 02:57 | Maybe I need to slow the rest of you boys down, |
| 02:57 - 02:59 | I'll eat everything in the office, |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | so you have no energy. |
| 03:04 - 03:08 | Don't worry Phil, I'm sure your Tangerines will be safe... |
| 03:14 - 03:17 | Mark says I've even fucked the autoloader... |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | Says all he had to do was unzip and rezip... |
| 03:25 - 03:27 | to fix my fuck up... |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | This never happens to Andy |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | Everything he goes near seems to just work... |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | Just don't know how he does it... |
| 03:52 - 03:56 | I wonder if he'll wire in my cooker hood for me |
