brian: rog wtf are you doing
roger: *doesn't hear him*
brian: rog wtf have you got in your hand
roger: *still pretends to not listen*
brian: swear to god u fuckin little shit *uses 12ft long legs to swing his hands apart* —-
oh shit
roger: *throws coffee machine at him*
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later on in the day
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roger: freddie swear to god give me back my drum stick
freddie: fuck no you little bitch
*in another room*
john: freddie and roger are fighting again
brian: omg, john get the camera, i live for this shit
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all sat together for dinner
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freddie: okay darlings, i've made cheese on toast, johns favourite
john & brian: thanks
roger: fuck you, you little bitch fucking hate this *flips all food off table*
brian: not again
john: *jumps up and moves his bass*
freddie: *gets out camera*
