The Tennessee Lunatic Soundboard Edit

Anderson.

Anderson.

B.

Brian Anderson.

Brian.

Come find out.

Come on now, speak up.

Come on over.

Come on over. Come on over. You know where I am. You know who I am. So come on over. You got any balls, you little pussy ass punk?

Come on.

Could you call me?

Fuck you, little pussy punk.

Fuck you.

Go ahead, my phone numbers, you know you've got my phone number, so go ahead and call them. Please do.

Go back to Mexico and then get the numbers straight.

Go get it checked out.

Hello.

Hey, you don't call my house playing pranks.

How about you put your mom on the phone and I'll find out who called who? How about that?

Huh.

I got your records right here in front of me.

I'll come play with me.

I'm sorry, what'd you say?

Ja.

More pranks.

No, it didn't.

No, we didn't.

No.

Pussy ass punks. While she won't, you get grow a pair of balls and call me your cell.

Pussy.

She ain't gonna do shit.

So fuck you.

Spell it.

Tell me your name, pussy.

Tell me your name.

Thank you.

Thank you. That's what I thought that was your mentality was.

That bitch sucked my Dick last night.

That must be your mom on the phone. More, more pranks.

That's right.

This is a recorded line, bitch.

This is a recorded line, bitch. So you know what? I can prove that you. I didn't call you. So you know what? Call the police. Have them come up here, I'll give them a copy of this tape, and then yo...

Wayne Anderson.

Wayne.

Well, now who is this? It got on the phone.

Well, that must be your mom getting on the phone.

Well, why did you call me that pussy?

Why don't you?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You ain't got nothing better to do, little punks.

You can suck it too.

You don't even know Christ bitch.

You don't know Christ. You know the devil is your savior.

You don't know crap.

You're a fucking liar.

You're asking go to jail.

Your momma's house.

Your poor grandchild. I bet they're in a wheelchair, aren't they?