I got stuck around 0:26, when they do that manic stomping back-and-forth. I watched that part lots of times.
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Mon 30 May 2011, 3:17,
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my wife admitted to being slightly impressed by the creativity of my abusive language while driving. After a short silence during which I felt very proud of myself, she suddenly exclaimed, "DONKEY CUNT"
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Mon 30 May 2011, 3:20,
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fuck a duck (he got it from Gramma)
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Mon 30 May 2011, 3:28,
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i was pleased
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Mon 30 May 2011, 3:34,
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Sauce bottle frustration makes swearing utterly permissible.
Mind you, the first time I swore in front of my dad*, I got a punch in the gob. Which made me sure that swearing is a highly valuable thing.
*could tell you about it, but it's hardly a thriller
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Mon 30 May 2011, 3:40,
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Mind you, the first time I swore in front of my dad*, I got a punch in the gob. Which made me sure that swearing is a highly valuable thing.
*could tell you about it, but it's hardly a thriller