‘Kelin, dude, don’t call me dad. It’s mainstream patriarchal shit. Now, tell your mother and sister to keep it down. I can’t even hear the wind chimes over that racket.’

‘Ma, Frances Bean, aqtawha, Da…irid idoqq. Insomma, tell me what happened.’

‘Xejn, u, regghu ivvotawlhom, man.’

‘Ijja, I know. Imma, why? Weren’t they already like dictators in the first four years?’

‘Qed iddejjaqni, Kel. Tell your sister to bring me another beer.’

‘Bean, birra! OK, imma can you tell me?’

‘Xejn. They were all the same. Building in ODZ, corruption. Bad buzz, xbin. Bil-haqq, tell your mother she needs to sort out the cleaning for the gig at the Gnejna villa. ’

‘OK. But how come they got so mean after 2017?’

‘Fucking corruption, kid. It’s the system. Consumerism. Where’s my new harmonica?’

‘Ah. Ma nafx. Isma, did you used to vote back then?’

‘Le, x’vote l-ostja? Mela jien xi conformist? I didn’t vote. No one did. Jew ivvotaw AD jew ma vvutawx. We’re not sheep man.’

‘Ah, OK. But what had the PN done?’

‘Kienu korrotti dude.’

‘OK. But how?’

‘Kollha xorta man.’

‘But what had they done?’

‘Korrotti. Konformisti. All the same, man.’

‘Ijja, imma what had they done!?!’

‘Kollha xorta, man. Issa aqtaghha b’dal-hafna mistoqsijiet. You’re killing my vibe. Qisek fucking konformist iehor. ’