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Longmont Potion Castle · 1988

Whip 1

Track 32

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  • SPEAKER_00: What are you talking?
  • Man (1): I'm talking not kill you.
  • Man (1): Shit, what?
  • Man (1): Don't talk smack.
  • LPC: Y'all want me to my fucking whip.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): You whip.
  • Man (1): You whip.
  • Man (1): Take my dick out and whip it across your head and you die.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): What do you want, dude?
  • Man (1): What?
  • LPC: Huh?
  • Man (1): What show?
  • LPC: Uh, we're playing live.
  • Man (1): Where?
  • Man (1): Who else you're playing with?
  • LPC: Oh, Falcon.
  • Man (1): Falcon.
  • LPC: And, uh, Whip.
  • Man (1): Whip?
  • SPEAKER_00: Yeah.
  • LPC: Yeah.
  • LPC: So you want to do it?
  • LPC: I'm gonna have to come to shake it out of ya.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): You're dreaming, man.
  • LPC: Ohh, should I come by, or what?
  • Man (1): Yeah.
  • LPC: Might have to shake it down?
  • LPC: What, is that?
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): You might have to die if you tried that.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): You're dreaming, bro.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): This will go through your skull.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Man (1): What do you want, man?
  • Man (1): I'm busy.
  • SPEAKER_00: I'm off to smack you as I said.
  • Man (1): I'm busy. You can't smack me around, 'cause I'll kill you.
  • LPC: You wanna meet up with my whip?
  • Man (1): I'll kill the whip.
  • Man (1): I'll kill them all.
  • Man (1): Wouldn't come close.
  • Man (1): You hear what I'm talking.
  • Man (1): Shit.
  • Preacher: God is the initiator.
  • Man (2): Okay, well...
  • SPEAKER_00: Hi, Sarah.
  • Man (3): I don't know anybody with snakes in their throat.
  • Man (1): Just listening to some tunes.
  • Man (1): Violent Degenerates.
  • LPC: You like them?
  • Man (1): No, they're egotistical, better.
  • Man (1): And fucking clean my house.
  • Man (1): About for this and wait.
  • LPC: Uh, really?
  • LPC: You need me sharing, so you want me to come over so you can learn the feet of the master?
  • Man (1): See.
  • Man (1): Why you dream so much, dude?
  • Man (1): Because the reality of the fact of the matter and the reality of the matter is
  • Man (1): that I'd crush your skull
  • Man (1): with one punch, one punch.
  • LPC: Yeah, you meet up wi' my stick.
  • Man (1): One punch or crushy.
  • Man (1): I'd crush your chest, ribs,
  • LPC: you're gonna meet up.
  • Man (1): To hold right through your body, but you don't know.
  • Man (1): How far you're gonna talk is a stick and a whip, which is totally a right.
  • Man (1): It's totally irrelevant to anything.
  • Man (1): I'll just have to let you go.
  • Man (1): Talk about wits, huh?
  • Man (1): You don't play for no band, dude.
  • Man (1): No, you don't.
  • LPC: Yeah, I do.
  • Man (1): What's it called?
  • LPC: Forbidden nectar?
  • Man (1): Forbidden nectar.
  • LPC: Yeah.
  • Man (1): What fuck is that?
  • Man (1): See, you couldn't even think of a name, so you had to make one up.
  • Man (1): Alright, what do you play?
  • Man (1): You don't play no strings, dude.
  • Man (1): You never heard of a band.
  • Man (1): You don't know any bands in Denver.
  • Man (1): Oh, you know I live in Denver.
  • Man (1): I don't like puns, man.
  • Man (1): I don't like them. They bother me.
  • Man (1): I guarantee he could bring a log.
  • Man (1): You could bring a fucking pipe.
  • Man (1): Because, oh, you're doing stock shit.
  • Man (1): You don't play in a band.
  • Man (1): Listen, dude, I'm gonna tell you only once, man.
  • Man (1): Only once.
  • Man (1): I guarantee you could bring a log.
  • Man (1): You could bring a fucking pipe.