The record starts up. "Bleep your bleeping father.
I'll bleeping bleep you bleeping bleeping git.
I'll keep on bleeping though I know you'd rather
I got a bleeping job and stuck at it.
But all you bleeping bleeps are in a lather
Because you bleeps you make me bleeping spit."
The music fades to silence. So you think
Perhaps it's time you had another drink.

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