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... ... ... Sir, Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I didn't mean any harm.

Oh, of course you didn't.

Why would you?

Ben Arnold, I mean you only said you bet I got a lot of action on St.

Paddy's Day, you son of a bitch.

Say lucky charms again.

Say it, how dare you, I double dare you motherf-er!

I didn't mean it like that. I'm just saying you sound like...

Oh keep your eyes kissing to yourself, you know a good shite in a bucket. You can kiss me Blarnaystone. That's what you can do. Not all leprocons are Irish.

I'm beginning to understand that sir, but I thought you mentioned Ireland when you first called in.

I did. Northern Ireland or you deaf as well as dumb radio boy it's

practically the same thing man oh you're just acting the maggot now and who you

calling man I'm a bloody leprokun and we a Declan McQuaid, and don't you forget it, you go up shiting Manchi.

Declan, did you call in for any specific reason or are you just here to make my night a living hell?

Oh, you bet I do, I want to set the record straight once and for all the bloody airbiscuits out there.

What does that even mean? Never mind. Just please continue.

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