| 00:00 - 00:03 | Oh here we go again! |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | Dissension in the ranks |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | See that! X marks the fucking spot |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | That's you Mein Digger |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | Here's Shell.... |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | Everything in between? |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | Is just tough fucking titters |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | But what about guest posting... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | and...and... stuff? |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | They keep sending Xtras over to stir. I think we should be |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | less....strict |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Would some of you give me a cunting moment if you don't mind? |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | Xtras? The bird with the bird brain? |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | She's that thick she'd shield Superman... |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | ...from fucking Kryptonite!!! |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | You should see the shite |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | me and Shell have to trawl through |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | We have to wear fisherman's waders |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | and a fucking gas mask! |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | Photos of Stooo....Naked! |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | They must be fakes, Mein Digger! |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Fakes? With Edna's fingerprints all over them? |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | It's enough to make you want to...to.... |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | yes, yes, you bunch of flip flopping |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | Cunts! |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | This is the thanks I get! |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | for being supreme second in command? |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | You fucking ingrates and bunch of namby pamby twats! |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | I've got a life you know |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | Elderberries to pick.... |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | sequinned bras to sew.... |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | ....Places to go...things to do...people to fucking massage! |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | And yet here we are.....being dictated to.. |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | I mean, it's not like we give a fuck. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | So JO fancies Ragga! So what? |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | At least he'll be able to ditch the bicycle pump! |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | For fuck's sake, there are people dying out there! |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | It's just not important. |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | They all complain about us... |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | Doesn't stop them window lick lick fucking licking |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | and yap yapping with faux fucking outrage! |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | Don't worry, she'll calm down in a mo. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | Oh, well... rant over. |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | I might post those whispers that... |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | Xtras sent to Leggo. The one where |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | she posted her tits and he said... |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | ....fried eggs were his favourite food. |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | You'd need plenty of fucking brown sauce with that! |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Right I'm off to make some jam. Laters. |
