Abseil.
Abseil Andy.
He's a muppet on an abseil rope.
When the
Shit hits the fan.
Out the prussik comes and off he goes.
If he
Sees a rock fall
He's gone like a fatty out of hell.
But back
At the campsite,
he'll be giving it the hero sell.
Beckwith
Abseils with him
'cos he carries all the heavy shit.
Pork pies.
Bars of chocolate.
fourteen pairs of axes - what a tit.
When he
Gets the shakes then
He pulls out a bag of 'Mountain Fuel'
That wieghed
Seven kilos,
Oh my goodness, that man is a tool.
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We love you really, Fatty.
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