..Belazza....of them all"
" i hate Italy, especially my cunt evil brother in lore and his vile little Eppy ajacent empire of fake pasta, as does YAz-Mong and she's bred a half breed one of em.....
" as she said to me and she's was a recent MFA when i asked her four years ago where she thought i should start going to look at the so called art dodging all those anally addicted little boys on their Vespas...."
" don't bother they just copied it all from the Greeks..."
"duck..lucky escape for you.....i watched it last night and if you like the Andrew Tate look you'll be intrigued and a bit titillated, otherwise ..i mean ...i got to about half an hour in thinking this is DELIBERATELY a load of wank by design as theyre going to spin it around into adequate nuance feeling and art as a clever filmic device....but half an hour later nope i cant bear it any more....
" as Yaz-Mong agrees, cunt sexist anally addicted Itis, its impossible for them to have a woman in the leading role...leading.....indeed actually doing much at all, just getting done to... just like a creepy little ex drug dealer comes and thinks he can lead my daughter into his vile little material biggimite non world.... in his vile empire of a pathetic little showoff oil.... we all know what he needed his Olivo for....
"luv.... stop it you know exactly what you are, and are worthier than 'Elen that fake one of so called Troy.....errself, of looking in the mirror every morn at dawn.... and you will remember what it's called ... and if he had had you instead of the folic-ally, challenged Jep in the leading role...
" luv... all them horsemen trojanin' along are fake compared to
" i mean... here of all places, surrounded by.... well we know..... never mind our concurrence that the great Cuurtezeeahh ok you can say it like a native and were there as they were doing rubber necklaces but yes it ended well, even Northern Ireland can't truthfully reconcile ferk what a bore.... deserved both his Nobels... even if ive read him ALL unlike you you fake...." i promise you...... look even my union laughed when i called them and told me the way you tease and torture me and temptress me with your bleedin fancy.... yea of course no ordinary cake here...its got to have truffles innit bloody ell what were we talkin about before nouveau rich bougie bougie you take the biccie....
" yea i told the union man......
" and promises of fruit tea at least an hour ago... as some way of pretending to care and get me to earn that too....your fake care
" well fuck you despite your unlawful Harissin' and coercin me into everything thats unhealthy and unsafe: us puttin the world to rites...all the way, all and sundry, even here...
" not only have wetoo made this mean vile fake soil... a gorgeous new real mansized tiramisu....
" and as it says ....you can't overdose on the treatment required....
"but also you know what a few days ago i was wandering your so called lovely little perfect Hobbit road and along comes fayre maiden well ok a bit of a middle aged thing actually smoking pot at tea time but i was a tad bereft of anyone to talk to so made the mistake of beginning a chat and despite her flowery countenance dyou know what the third sentence that came out of her gob waw...even here way away from anywhere she staying up the road.... Tommy Robinson, i kid you not .. there is only thus even if this racist little ignoramus was once ... well he once had a mind there is ONLY entertainment on the job..i do the job.... and banter you to banter back so MY job is just about tolerable
... " you entertain me....you don't nag you don't lie that the job continues then you have some made up stroke if youve spent all your dosh on terrible movies and just text like the religious biogot did that its ended despite her the week before promising it was ongoing...
" you are here unless you can muck the fuck in....to entertain me...and thus i work faster
" these silly Southerners no idea thats how you get your man to be your man and best bang for bucks..no they scheme and circle and await some imaginary slight before it happened...
"that rediculous very sad old thing up in the hills despite being told 100 times i raised MYSELF on farms and smallholdings every time an hour before job fisish time she would come and show her sad little small lonely mind qwith 'you WILL put the tools way...' despite the first job i always do at some new mad persons madhouse is check and tidy and sharpen and OIL the tools she too stupid to have bothered oiling so her sawblade was rusty...and i made SURE she saw...I'M in charge now you lost tragic fat lying ex towny....
"that's why you hired me... so yes you are ONLY my entertainment unless you prove some minor use
"which all country lasses knew in once sane and civilised times
"times before even some sad popstar has to get political on the side of the bovva boys...
"..anyway i need something more interesting to speak with you about than im indoors job fascinating but yes ok .... ehh... ive read Doris and Pru too.... so yes i also want to TEACH you....
"unless you watch it tonight, you can afford ten nextflix accounts running i parallel. i aint coming back for part two.... its about you....
yes thats how you remember the name of it.... if you had been his first, instead - an actual REAL one all the way, rather than the little Italian fake mermaid who clearly traumatised him all the rest of his life and anyway she had probably been gang roped in by all the little mummys boys the other so called mermen...
" you better had duck i mean it....
" when you do then i can address you fully in the knowledge we have shared lexicon ...and you know exactly what i mean
"...If he had had you first.... he wouldnt be calling life just a 'blahh blahh blahh...' .... he would have known that there was indeed a real Queen worth searching for.....and actually having a bounce in his step rather than only dilettante knowing enuii...
".me all i ever wanted was a day digging the muck in, with one who didnt moan, about anything, and fighting me only....to get better spade's-a-spade banter in...all day .....and i never thought it was possible, no i know it was impossible...until..i met herrrrr....eeup with my tea or i down tools its an hour now since you said you would...words are so cheap.... actions only impress...
" and careful...i may not need you any more. and not come back... i mean it"
