Tenth Rocket Jump

[unless_itsafarm]

-Ladies and gentlemen, this is 849 Goldberg Street. And for those of you who are not already familiar with it, THIS is the home of the Soldier.

He is drunk. And so is muffled_noises. And they have pots on their heads.

What are they doing with pots on their heads? They are ramming each other.Ladies and gentlemen, this is 849 Goldberg Street. And this is not

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[supertemper]

[Have an incredibly irate ginger storming out of the house.]

What the bloody hell is going on out here?!

[unless_itsafarm]

Get back inside, WOMAN.

[supertemper]

Excuse me?! [She storms up to him.] Listen, you tosser, I don't know if that's how you're used to treating your old wife, but I'm certainly not having with any of that obedience rubbish!

[unless_itsafarm]

FINE! If you won't listen like a proper woman than put on this pot and fight me like a MAN!

[supertemper]

What, you mean like an idiot? No thanks!

[unless_itsafarm]

Then you are a COWARD and I am under no obligation to listen to your hen pecking. Get back inside before you get yourself hurt.

[supertemper]

Oi, don't call me a coward! I've faced down far worse than you! And hurt by what, you ramming into me with a pot? Don't even think about trying it, bucko!

[unless_itsafarm]

Listen here, you limey wench, if all you're going to do is come out here and complain then I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR ABOUT IT! Do you understand, or do I need to say that more BRITISH for you to understand?

[supertemper]

Yeah, does it look like I care what you want? Maybe if you'd stop acting like a complete idiot and waking up the whole bleedin' neighbourhood, I'd give more of a rat's arse as to what you think! And go ahead and try - pretending to be British would only make you sound smarter, not that that'd be hard!

[unless_itsafarm]

Do you have a goddamned OFF button?