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[numanstan]

[It's been a hard couple of months to be a Vince, man. Crazy Mayfield shit. Howard gone-- again. His daughter running off to join a band with some American hipster. All in all, not good times. So, what is a Vince to do to cheer himself up after these bad times? Commune with his motherfucking animal brethren, that's what!

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[notmiddleearth]

... You're talking to the fish.

[And yet this is not the strangest thing she's seen...]

[numanstan]

And they talk back!

[This isn't even on the list of the strangest shit he does.]

[notmiddleearth]

Oh.

They say anything interesting?

[When you go up with a brother pulling firecrackers out of nowhere, another that does the same with poisonous animals and a mum who thinks babies are brought by fairies nothing can surprise you]

[numanstan]

Well, mostly that England's an arsehole, now. Can't really blame 'em, though.

[notmiddleearth]

...

What did Mum do now?

[numanstan]

Well, he's tryin' to start a row with a fish.

[Just... automatically knows who "Mum" is referring to...]

[notmiddleearth]

Typical... fighting with animals again.

[Frowning at the water] ... He didn't go in after them did he?

[numanstan]

... Sorta, yeah.

[notmiddleearth]

... How embarrassing was it?

[numanstan]

Mortifyin'.

[notmiddleearth]

Huh. Sorry you had to see that.

Did he get out okay?

[numanstan]

Sorta. He was drowned a bit there, for a while, but I reckon he's alright now.

[notmiddleearth]

Should be. He's fallen in enough times after all. Plus we're usually pretty hard to kill.

So how d'ya know mum?