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Young Redneck calls a Tavern
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Category

Victim Prank Call

Prank Caller

Gabe B.

Soundboard(s) used

Young Redneck, Duncan

Victim

bartender at the Hollywood Tavern

Length

4:04

Audio

Young Redneck calls a Tavern

The Young Redneck calls the Hollywood Tavern where the Racist Barmaid works and trades nearly four and a half minutes of insults with one of her male coworkers. Also features a guest appearance by Duncan.

TranscriptEdit

[*Phone rings*]
Bartender: Hollywood Tavern.
Young Redneck: Hello?
Bartender: Hello!
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: Hollywood Tavern.
Young Redneck: Dru...hey, are you drunk, you dumb bastard?
Bartender: (laughs) You're funny.
Young Redneck: Aren't you a cocksucker? Tell the truth.
Bartender: Hollywood Tavern. What are you doing?
Young Redneck: You are a cocksucker, aren't you, boy?
Bartender: What?
Young Redneck: You are a cocksucker, aren't you, boy?
Bartender: Aww, you're such a sweetheart! Where you at, San Francisco? They got true love down there for you.
Young Redneck: Are you drunk, you dumb fucking cocksucker, you? I heard you suck donkey-cock!
Bartender: What? Sorry, I can't hear you over the music. Just repeat yourself when I ask you...that's all I'm asking!
Young Redneck: Aren't you a cocksucker? Tell the truth.
Bartender: Wow. Is that the only two words you know? "Cock sucker"?
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: That's impressive. I-I'm so impressed. Why don't you come down here?! Come down here!
Young Redneck: You are a fuckin' moron, aren't ya?
Bartender: Are you coming down here...or what?! 'Cause I'm getting sick of your lip already!
Young Redneck: I got your phone number right here on my cellphone, dude, you want me to call the police?
Bartender: Why don't you just come down here...and say hello...we'll have a drink together...and then I'll beat your fuckin' ass!
Young Redneck: Dru...hey, are you drunk, you dumb bastard?
Bartender: Oh, yeah! I'm wasted! Why don't you come down and kick my drunk fucking ass, fag?!
Young Redneck: You are a cocksucker, aren't you, boy?
Bartender: What?
Young Redneck: You are a cocksucker, aren't you, boy?
Bartender: You can talk cocksucker all you want! Just...you show up here and I'll show you a cocksucker! And it'll be you, on your fucking knees, in the bar, sucking my cock, so shut the fuck up!
Young Redneck: I got your phone number right here on my cellphone, dude, you want me to call the police?
Bartender: Oh, you're hysterical! Call 'em, call 'em! Fucking call 'em! Call 'em before you show up here and get your ass whooped, I'm sick of your bullshit!
Young Redneck: You are a fuckin' moron, aren't ya?
Bartender: And you are tough...obviously! "Telephone tough-guy". You ever heard of that term? Telephone tough-guy.
Young Redneck: Hey, what number ya calling, you dumb son of a bitch? You got the wrong number, ya dumb cocksucker!
Bartender: Who's calling who?
Young Redneck: You are a fuckin' moron, aren't ya?
Bartender: (chuckles) I get more entertainment out of you, than anybody in this bar. Well, almost.
Young Redneck: I can't understand what you're saying, sir, can you...try again?
Bartender: I think that the...the pool chalk gives me more entertainment than you.
Young Redneck: Are you drunk, you dumb fucking cocksucker, you? I heard you suck donkey-cock!
Bartender: Yeah, I'm...I'm wasted! I'm wasted! Come on down, come on down!
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: Just come on down! I'll meet you in the parking lot. Come on down.
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: What's your name?
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: What's your name?
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: Mr. What. Alright. I'll know ya as Mr. What. When you show up here and call me Mr...you say Mr. What, that's what I'll know you as.
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: Ah...you are awesome.
Young Redneck: You are a fuckin' moron, aren't ya?
Bartender: You like, know...five words...in the English language. That's fan...that's fucking fantastic. Great job. Come on down.
Young Redneck: Aren't you a cocksucker? Tell the truth.
Bartender: Come down.
Young Redneck: Aren't you a cocksucker? Tell the truth.
Bartender: Jesus! What is this, a fucking recording?!
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: Hmmm?
Young Redneck: What?
Bartender: What? Yeah, awesome! You're hysterical.
Young Redneck: I can't understand what you're saying, sir, can you...try again?
Bartender: Yeah, that's 'cause I'm too wasted. (turns his attention to someone in the background) There are a whole bunch of idiots...somewhere...fucking..."blah blah blah blah blah"...that's all it is.
Duncan: Hello!
Bartender: (still talking to someone in the background) Nah, I like listening to their retardedness.
Duncan: HELLO?!
Bartender: (turns his attention back to the phone) Hello.
Duncan: This is Frank Garrett.
Bartender: What?
Duncan: This is Frank Garrett.
Bartender: Who?
Duncan: Frank Garrett.
Bartender: Brian Gear?
Duncan: Yes.
Bartender: Spell that out for me.
Duncan: Fuck you.
Bartender: Oh, tough. Real tough. [*hangs up*]

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