@VillasHerc in the dressing before Fulham
*We join the Lambert approaching the dressing room before the match against Fulham*
Lambert: What in the world is that noise?!
*Lambert opens the door to a high, continuous tone. The players are writhing on the ground holding their ears, Lambert covers his eardrums as he scans the room for the source*
Lambert: Brett!? BREEEEETT?!
*Holman the only man still on his feet stops running from wall to wall*
Holman (guiltily): .....YES BOSS!?...
Lambert: WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT TAKING THE BLEEP TEST PAST LEVEL 500!?
*Holman stops the stereo playing the bleep test and the lads all breath a sigh of relief*
Holman (hopefully): Um... That it'd be bonza if I could do it?
*Lambert raises an eyebrow, Holman drops his head*
Holman: That if I do 'that bleeping thing with the bleeping bleep test again you'll bleep me up good and bleeping proper'
Lambert: Aye. Quit it!
Holman: Sorry boss.
Lambert: Right lads first things first, why did the chicken cross the road?
*the lads look at each other with no answer*
Lambert: I don't know, but it most likely had nothing to do with Darren, who will be on the bench.
*The dressing room erupts with laughter*
Lambert: Ah. I do love that we can laugh and joke before matches Darren.
Bent: Wait.. So I am starting?
*The dressing room erupts with laughter again*
Lambert: Oh we have such a laugh
Bent (arms folded and sulking): I'm not laughing.
Lambert: Oh sure you are.