Frank

You don’t know how accurate that is. Oh my days.

I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve said this, eric. Not only are you a creepy old cunt, you’re in a total fucking mess.

Really?

She’s right Al. No one but no one likes you.

You thick fucking cunt.

You’ve missed my point entirely, you stupid fucking cunt.

Why you getting all nasty, bubble?

J. Lobb are charging £4250 for a pair of chukka’s these days, including the last. 7 month waiting list. I paid £450 in ‘96 for my first pair of double monks. That’s not inflation, wiz, that’s the fucking Chinese.

I didn’t mean that, pen. Decimus has all but destroyed my good name and I’m on my second bottle of rosé. I’ve entertained that ungrateful little fuck for years and years and out of nowhere, boom.. he turned on me.

You make me sick.

I grew up in the back of a Triumph Stag listening to Glen Campbell’s ‘Everyday Housewife’. Where are you going with these large fonts?

I’ve blown a guy or two. What of it?

No, wiz. No.

I’ve rubbed shoulders with some fucking morons in my life, ape.. quite possibly more than you’ll ever know. Apart from baws in his boot-cut pinstripe Gieves & Hawkes, I cant imagine any of you cunts having a fucking clue how to dress.