Reasons you will hate me

Willkommen!

'Righto cunts, bit of shoosh, bit of shoosh.'


'Cheap wine and a three-day growth...'


'CAN SOMEONE TURN THAT FUCKIN' THING OFF?'



'Sorry mate.'


'Yeah, no worries. Just - bit of respect, know what I mean? Fuck's sake.'


'Yeah, sorry Bri. Won't happen again.'


'Right. Now I just wanted to say a few words to welcome the big guy...a bloke we've all gotten to know pretty well over the last couple of weeks...some of us better than others, HAHAHAHAA...'


'HAHAHAHAHAHHA'


'Aw piss off Bri ya cunt.'


'Just shit stirrin', haha. I reckon it's great youse two have hit it off. Even greater if yis weren't in the next fuckin' hotel room to me, HAHAHAHA!'


'HAHAHAHAHAHHA'


'GET ON WITH IT'


'Righto, righto. Was that Pete, the prick? Someone get that cunt another beer. Anyways, where was I? Yeah, Eggo. Mate, you've had a rough trot recently. And some cunts have been saying shit that's just...just bullshit, you know what I mean? Fuckin' bullshit. And I guess the lot of us just wanted to chuck a bit of a bash, welcome you into the firm. Our way.'

'WAHEY!'


'Hahahaa, youse cunts are bent!
Eggo, you're a champ mate. And you know us blokes will be right here to have a beer with if your head gets stuck too far up your own arse. Right lads?'


'WAHEY!'


'Reckon I've said enough now. Might hand it over to the bloke himself...the big guy...Eggo, why don't you say a few words, mate?'

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'LET'S GET PISSED!!!'


'WAAAAHEEEEEEYYYY!'


'Oh, what a night...Late December back in '63...'


Now behave, you.


901 days til the next election.

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