walkie talkie conversation

Kearns... ah, there you are good man yerself, gino me comrade at drums...

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gino... ah rite, Malachy what's that you said

a muster of bodhrans are being pushed near the cliffs of moher?

kearns.... jaysus that's rite pal, can ye send the big lads in to give the scoundrel antidrumestablishmentarians a real hounding of a wallop.

gino... we're on the case pal, can you bus another load of your tuneable specials our way again. The lads down in b block are perfecting their rhythm entry again...

ahhh and Malachy, great rhythm speach...

roger over n out