Boo! Present before you is a bloated, big-nosed buffon, widely believed to be boring and birdbrained. This bizarre blockhead is no banner of bravery, boldness or brains, but rather a badge of bad manners and brainlessness. Being a batty old bugger, he is also the bringer of bad luck and often, the butt of the best jokes in the band. Bewildered by the most basic of brainworks, it is certainly bewildering that his brain works. His bitter, blabbering mouth and biting nature have made him the biggest blunder of ma nature. Beggarly in attire and beastly in behaviour, he is a base brute who backbites on everybody. So let me add that he is the greatest dishonour to the planet and that you may call him B (B for Bas**rd).
The original dialogue, as in the movie:
Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V
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nice one dude.
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