Drunkards Discuss Post War UN Role

[Rodgers]

Y'know what I was listening to the other day on the trelevision? That bloke Jaws Bush talkin bout the UN and what it would be up to in Iraq after the Mericans have finished knockin it about and that *burp* - what I wanna talk about TODAY! is whether its got any right at all. AT ALL! to be there considerererin' wharra load o'rubbish it's been up to now. Today. With the French and that. Threatening with De Vito and all them other Horrorwood types.

You know what I'm on about? Course yer do, cos yer my best mate. My BEST MATE!! f*uckin sound bloke you are.......sound as a....POUND!

 

[ZultanofZex]

True words, mate! True no vulgarity words. I really don't geeeeet this, with the Yids and stuff, I mean, how are they, an ya all know who they is, right?gonna ake this no vulgarity kinda happen, sortof like, I mean, we're talking heavy stuff here, and (buuurp) I just wouldn's wish that on ANY one, not even Gary, that owes be a bl**dy pint from last week, to kinda...do it, know, what I mean, mate?

 

[Rodgers]

*pointing finger* THATS IT! THATS IT! THATS whaaah I'm tying to tell you my fren, them Arabs and the French an them other uns - bloody whassanames. All got their finger in this pie eh? EH? They sed 'em up an then they knock 'em down and aalll the time whoose payin forrit?

ME! AND YOU! And Gary. What they neva tell us is the CIA. The C.I-f*ckin-A are there already. In Blagdad negrosheeatin contractions wiv all them Bath men an' them others for new roads, sand camel the LOT! The bleedin' lot!

 

[ZultanofZex]

*leaning forward, speaking in low(er) voice*

Listen to this no vulgarity, mate, just listen to this, I was like walking down to see Bob, right? Y'know, since his Mrs tossed him out for that dego fellow last spring, right, he's been like down and sh*t and I thought like, Hey, that's no way for a mate to feel, so I like brpught him a few drink, sorof like, round to his place, yeah, and the I met, like, harry, or someone, and he hasi, that like his brothers wife's nephew, was like down there, yknow, with the bleedin' Paras, and he had like, run into someone down there, looked just like the reast of us, be he knew, HE JUST BL**DY KNEW, that that guy, right, the guy he like met there, was no vulgarity CIA, mate...you know, when you just like, kinda KNOW. So thats Gods truth, mate, theyre down there right now, mate, and the've been there ever since that, ummm, that other Merican, went in...ya know,, like before...

 

[Rodgers]

Was you, like, watchin the telly or yer internet thing, when he were saying all this stuff then? Cos if you were. If. You. Were. Then YOU'RE DEAD! Them blokes have got the statelites and stallegmites overhead lookin' down yer chimney and thru yer telly screen. They can see THE LOT! Everythin' you do - even goin' forra crap they're up there *gestures wildly* UP THERE! *points* lookin' at YOU!

They've goddit aalll stritched up like a rat uppa drainpipe them fellas. NOTHIN' get by 'em and thats what I'm talkin abaht. Thats EXACTLY what I'm sayin to you - they're in that Salmon Husseins palace sippin champagne an laughin at mugs like us what are payin for it all. PAYIN'! for them new bridges an roads an camels an free f*ckin champagne for every Racky cirrizen wot can wave white frag.

Tellin ya - dont watch telly. NEVER!...... 'Cept Sky with the footy an that, an them ones bout coppers with the cars and everything..... I could drive like that..... 'specially now wiv alll my 'sperience ah've got.........*mutters* majesstates all masons an bent coppers anyway. B*STARDS! AHHLLL O' YERS! *sobs breifly* Why? Why d'ya leave us Shirl?.....Ah'm a good bloke....just avin' a few drinks an' that *chin touches chest. Becomes unintelligible*

 

[gael]

 

[Lefty Scaevola]

That lol simlie looks very incongruous next to you scowling avatat, gael.