| 00:00 - 00:03 | Excuse me sir, we have news from caerleon |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | It happened here |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | A pub, with a wonky floor. |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | believe its called, the mischief |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | Just down from the minstrels bar |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | Where that twat jacob plays? |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Sir, please |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | It gets worse |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | That prick lou, played him singles |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | He now thinks, he is a star |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Anybody, who thinks this cunt is singles player, please stay |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | Its fucking jacob |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | Jacob the cunt, that is his name |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | And he is playing fucking singles, what about carl? Jamie? |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | They should of left him at thewhite heart |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | At least they knew knew it! |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | He strops like a bloody child, what if he shouts |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | He will insult everyone |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | Old women, old men, kids. |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | Sir, we are sorry, but he did |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | I knew it! The fluffy haired cunt! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Sir, how could they know |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | How could they know |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | He throws his darts every go! |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | Not at the board!! Nooo! |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | On the FUCKING TABLE!!!!! |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | Why, and i bet he drove home!!!! |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | Jamie isnt much better, upsetting every cunt. |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | This team, need a fucking refferee. |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | Who let a woman decide |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | What do they expect, letting a split arse pick the side |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | Is audrey ok? |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | She will write a letter now. A heart felt letter. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | To that super effiecient chairman. Matt |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | What can i say, fucking exiles |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | Minstrels fucking exlies, what a bunch of wank stains |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | Ruined my fucking week, fucking jacob |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | Why cant they behave, like the bull A |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | Yes they are shit at darts, but they dont make audrey cry |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | What about that ginger cunt harry |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | Thats the one who stinks of weed |
| 03:07 - 00:19 | by little sainsbury? |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | At least they still have fez |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | And joe and stu |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | They may as well |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | Just play with 3 |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | I want the next bomb, on the mistrels. Fucking clowns |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | Just have to hope, they are all there |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | And that bald cunt glyn |
