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Vim Is Angry

Vim: You know perfectly well what I'm talking about, Colin.

Colin: No I don't, 'cause I'm not listening to you because you're being so negative at the
moment...

Vim: I'm not... I'm the only one that's trying to be fuckin' positive! You just keep,
fuckin'...

Colin: Then why do you have to use such foul language if you're supposed to be so positive?

Vim: 'Cause I'm FUCKIN' ANGRY!

Colin: Well, I can understand you're angry, it's because you're disappointed in yourself
because you can't play the guitar properly.

Vim: I'm not fuckin' disappointed in myself, I'm disappointed in YOU fuckers!

Colin: Shut up! You stupid pretend pop star.

Spider: I'm going off to write some poetry.

Vim: Every fuckin' person I ever fuckin' play with, it's always the fuckin' same... fuckin'
aggravation...

Spider: Well, maybe... have you ever thought, Vim...

Colin: Foul language, foul language...

Vim: Oh FUCK OFF!

Colin: And a bit more foul language...

Vim: FUCK OFF!

Colin: And a bit more foul language.

Vim: Just FUCK OFF!

Colin: And a bit more foul language there.

Vim: You're fuckin' near to fuckin' having your fuckin' head kicked in!

Colin: What about "bloody"? You haven't said that yet.

Vim: Just shut the fuck up! Why can't we fuckin' play anything?

Colin: Because we spend too much time swearing.

Vim: Alright, what's the point?

Colin: The point is, you can't play the guitar properly because you're too cross.

Vim: I'm only...

Spider: You're too cross 'cause you say "fucking" all the time. That's the problem.

Colin: I think so. Why are you so angry, Vimto?

Vim: Because we haven't fuckin' recorded anything yet!

Spider: We haven't fuckin' recorded anything yet.

Colin: Well, let's record something then.

Vim: But what are we gonna fuckin' record?

Spider: ...gonna fuckin' record?

Vim: (sighs) Do you wanna fuckin' do this or not?

Colin: I was talking to Brian today, and Brian said, "Colin..." I said...

Vim: Yes, what did Brian say to you, Colin?

Colin: What do you want to hear?

Vim: Well, what did he say to you? I'm sure it's fuckin' great! Come on, what did he say?

Colin: He said, "Throw Vim out the band."

Vim: Alright, do you want me to go?

Colin: Yes.

Vim: Right, I'll fuck off. Goodbye.

(There is an unexplained crashing sound.)

Vim: (in the distance) Fuck you! Fuck you!

Colin: Can you go quicker than that, please?

Vim: (further away) I'm fuckin' going! I hope you fuckin' die!


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