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Source: Tate Confidential · 5 May 2024Watch the full video on Rumble (opens in a new tab)

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Guys, it's Friday night. We can't be sitting in the house like we do every single day.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Thank you.

If I were to punch you as hard as I could,

directly in the chest.

As hard as I could. I guarantee I could snack your sternum.

At least I'd be sent out of the house for once. Why do we just sit in our house? We are so rich and we just sit in the house and do nothing. We can't let Captain Fun influence us. Is it Captain Fun's fault? It's Captain Fun's fault. He's probably going to bed. It's what 9:30 on a Friday. It's definitely his bedtime.

Is he here? No. Is he outside? No. He's in Funland.

find being his bedroom.

All right, fuck it. Let's go out and just

try and rustle fun out of the universe.

May 21.

So we don't have a plan, but we're gonna go find the plan. Our plan is to get into some very expensive cars and to bring out huge stacks of money and then just

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You know? I got all the money that I won off Luke Barnett from poker, so money's covered. Tonight out is on Barnett. Let's do it. Fuck Luke. I hate him. I hate him.

Let's go. Let's go.

I've been looking for you. I can't believe you're standing right here where I want you. And with all that I've been through, you don't know what I've been through.

- Yeah! - Yeah! - Yeah!

- Fuck gas! - Fuck gas! - Now look at Tristan. - My Maserati needs gas. - That is one beautiful Maserati. Shame it's being driven by a total fucking pussy. - I need gas when my car stops. - What are you, fucking gay? What are you, fucking gay?

- I don't know what to say. - What are you, fucking gay? - That was pretty gay. - That was pretty gay.

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The internet thinks he's talking to him. What's he gonna do? Fight me? Fight me! Fight me! I don't care!

I'm gonna hit the club. We're gonna turn it up. Sparkling water please! Hey at least Captain Fun made it out.

I don't know what this is, not much, you see.

all my life, I've been looking for you. Something about you feel so all right. All my life, all my life. I've been looking for you. Yeah, I've been looking for you. All my life, I've been looking for you.

butter. You took my joke, T. I wrote this joke myself. Pat and it just to take original. It's also not a joke. If you say it as a joke, you don't really live the butter life. You're not really about the butter. You're a fraud. A fake. Phony and a charlatan. Admit we're bread men. I don't need a vehicle for my butter. You can't be butter man unless you eat the rest of that butter right now.

Then I'll admit you're butter man. Sarah Price is buttering me up for a massive famoose. And it's true.

You don't know what that means, do you? No. You have no idea what that means, do you? I'll play along. Let me explain it to you. Maybe 16 years ago, I knew somebody by that name. And she was making very attractive business proposals to us. But we knew that in the end, if we decided to do the business, that we'd end up losing lots of money. Because it was all just a big famoose.

We said that around the office 60 years ago in Dunstable, England.

Now, you obviously don't understand Tristan and I's private jokes, but I can say to Tristan, Zara's buttering us up in the middle of a business meeting, and people will have no idea what I'm talking about. Now they do. But Tristan will know exactly what I'm talking about. And now you know. I've had a really good idea.

What I need to do is, hear me out.

Poison everyone in the house in their sleep. Andrew, you want to get in on this?

We kill Bailey, Nigel, Alex, the other Alex, Yusuf, everyone. And then we chop them up and create a Frankenstein where we take one of Yusuf's hands and one of Bailey's hands so they can use a camera. You know? Nigel's legs to be fast runner because he's black. But it will also make him lame. Half of Alex's brain so he knows his medicine. So you see what I mean? And we name this person Super Frank.

restaurant bills, we consolidate all existing friends into one mutant. Half of Bailey's glasses. Yeah, what half of his glasses? A monocle. A monocle. The Bailey monocle. Yes. It would create a super friend with all of the best traits of everyone. But none of the additional baggage.

what are you laughing at because tristan's just got the roof down playing led zeppelin soaking his fucking cigarette cigar it's like a drop top mazer what the fuck's going on me and him grew up with no money bailey we had no money no car no food we were completely broke nothing makes sense anymore bro we would sit there oh i need 400 pounds this month for rent we had

Why is this happening? Nothing makes sense.

All right, T.

Nice. Nice. T's ruining.

He's ruining our fun. Or maybe he's a part of the fun.

It's all fun.

It's definitely your mate. Hey.

Take me to jail. Take me to jail. All the rest of it is just talk and papers. Once you've been to jail, it's like, I'll give you a ticket. What piece of paper? I must talk to you. Talk. Are you going to take me to jail or not?

Take me to jail. Take me to jail.

That's all you can do is take me to jail. Can't shoot me, ain't got a gun on me. You won't get away with that in Romania. You know I'm unarmed. You took all my guns. D-call. So just take me to f***ing jail. You are half black. True. That does make me a race.

Thank you.

Look at all these people. What are they doing? One in the morning. Who knows?

I'm going to stand here. How long could we stand here? Standing men. Let's become standing men. How long could we stand here? All night. Till the sun comes up.

I mean, we could. But we won't. Will we? Are you challenging me?

Thank you.

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Bye.

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