Those who are offended by swearing, threats of violence, malicious gossip, remarkably outspoken comments by shills or their associates regarding their rivals, etc, should not read any further. This transcript is of September 8, 2007 telephone conversations between Eric Hufschmid and Daryl Bradford Smith. That was just before Hufschmid announced that he would no longer be working with Smith...
Daryl Bradford Smith 2005 / Eric Hufschmid 2005
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EH: There's a guy that says, the guy that in Sweden who says he was at... Bollyn stayed at his house?
DBS: Yeah. And he said he, you talked to Bollyn and he not only, Bollyn called you and, and he's got the phone records to prove that you, he called you.
EH: And he called me more than twice?
DBS: He called you three times, he said.
EH: Three times? So what, the first time did I answer?
DBS: I have no idea.
EH: Well if he called me once and I didn't answer, then - he called me two times. I mean, that's what he called me, two times. So tell him to send the records. That's all I say. 'Cos it could be that he saw the three phone calls and the first one didn't answer and he got a phone answering machine.
DBS: Well, here's a deal. And this is between you and me, because we've been doing this a long time together. You have to come out and, and slam Bollyn every way you can, in my, in support of me. Every way you can. No compromise. If you don't, I want parting from our, from our relationship.
EH: But what do you mean, slam him?
DBS: I, whatever the fuck you need to do to make this sonofabitch be crippled by the shit he's doing. I'm talking about a full court press on this guy. I'm talking about whatever it is you know about him, whatever it is you can say about him, whatever it is you can do about him, you need to do now. And if you can't do that, Eric, we gotta go. I gotta go.
EH: Why, what's the deal? I mean...
DBS: What's the deal, the deal is simple, okay. This guy's trying to fuck me.
EH: Who, Bollyn, or the guy in Sweden...
DBS: Bollyn's trying to fuck me. And, and, and if you don't come to my aid right now, we're done.
EH: He's not doing any, he just put a picture...
DBS: No, no. He had a guy named Phillips write some shit, he's, he's writing some shit, it's a bunch of shit. I want you to come out and...
EH: That Phillips writer's complaining about me, not you.
DBS: No. It's not complaining just about you, it's about me too. Anything that happens between him and you and me is about me. You need to come out and start fucking smacking this guy with the truth. That's it. And if you don't do it, Eric, I need to part company with you. Listen to me.
EH: I'm listening.
DBS: You're not listening. I'm done, man.
EH: But I looked at his...
DBS: Well wait a minute, goddammit, you're not listening, so just stop talking and listen for a minute.
EH: Okay, go ahead.
DBS: Just listen. I've had it, man. This cocksucker's trying to fuck me, and you're not supporting me. There's nothing you've done to support me. And unless an' until you start fucking supporting me, you're finished with me. D'you understand that?
EH: Yes, yes.
DBS: Yeah, well then get it. Goddammit.
EH: But wait a minute.
DBS: Listen to me. Wait a minute. Don't fucking talk, Eric. This is done with me. I've had it with this fucking guy Bollyn. You introduced me to this sonofabitch, you had him come into my fucking house, you had him shit all over my fucking world, and now you got him fucking my life up. And it ain't gonna happen. And either you come to my aid, or get the fuck out of my life. And I told you over and over, it wasn't real. And you said yes it is. You weren't listening to me, were you?
EH: When you said what...
DBS: Well, listen to me now, listen to me now, man. Listen to me now. This guy is fucking me on the internet. And if you don't start supporting me with everything you got, we are done. I'm fighting this war without a partner right now. And you know something Eric, you fucking deferred for this cunt. And you better not do that to me, because I know where you live, you prick.
EH: But wait...
DBS: Now I'm gonna tell you something. Get your shit outta your head outta your ass, and start supporting the guy who stood by you the whole fucking time. This prick has been a fucking jerk. And he's getting these other people involved to fuck me.
EH: But wait...
DBS: Don't let it happen.
EH: But wait a minute...
DBS: No wait a minute. I'm telling you. It's not a wait a minute. There's no wait a minute. I'm not waiting for you to answer, you, you sonofabitch. Listen to me. This is a one-way conversation. One way. I don't wanna hear what you got to say. You fight for me, or get the fuck outta my life.
EH: Well how do I fight for you? I don't understand.
DBS: You start telling the world that this guy's got a sick fucking kid, that he stayed in your house as a weirdo, that this prick was all fucked up, that I called you and said what I said. Start supporting me. I'm getting fucking hammered out there.
EH: Where? I don't even...
DBS: Everywhere. I've had it. Bollyn is done. Don't put his shit on my site. I don't know where the fuck his shit is, I don't know where his bullshit starts, and I don't know where his lies begin. I don't know where that cocksucker's lies begin, and his reality starts. And I'm telling you something else. If this don't happen, Eric, we're finished. Because I can't trust you, man. You've been fucking me for fucking Bollyn. And it better not happen, because this guy is a cocksucker. That's the end of it. And this is not of your response. I'm not waiting for you to respond. I'm telling you, I wanna see you come out on my behalf, and I wanna see this shit would get put behind you and me. Because right now, he's handed my head to me, and the fact is, you've stayed quiet.
EH: But anyway, but what you mean, he's handed his head. He's just put a couple of photos up.
DBS: He say you have not, it was you that wrote about him. I didn't think it was fucking real, the prick.
EH What d'you mean, what d'you mean, I wrote about it?
DBS: I'm getting fucking hammered here, by everybody and their brother for saying that Bollyn is, is missing. That was your fucking thing. I never thought it. It was you.
EH: But you could, we can say that, then.
DBS: I, bullshit.
EH: I thought he was, and what d'you mean, he was murdered?
DBS: I didn't think so, and I told you so.
EH: Well I thought he was missing.
DBS: I didn't think so, goddammit, and I'm catching all the fucking heat here. And I'm gonna tell you something. Come out and start fucking fighting the good fight with me, because it's Daryl Bradford Smith that's getting slimed out there. And I want you to be out there, putting your shit in, Eric, goddammit it.
EH: Well I can't...
DBS: I've had it with this goddamn shit. And I got something, I got summin' to tell you man. You know something? I'm not your fucking puppet. You can, you start getting this shit straight. And I, I got something to tell you man, because I'll tell you something now.
EH: What?
DBS: I've had it with this bullshit.
EH: But...
DBS: I've done my best here, and all I'm getting now is fucking bullshit, and ninety percent of it is shit you write.
EH: But whatta you mean?
DBS: And people you fuck over.
EH; I don't understand, what...
DBS: Well, I, just don't, don't understand, just absorb, and, and, and go away, and suck it into your brain, and come back with something that's gonna impress me, Eric, because you know something? I'm done, man.
EH: But...
DBS: I've been fucked in the ass. I can feel the sting in my balls.
EH: But whatta you mean here? Would it ... he just posted a picture.
DBS: Stop. Stop what do you think, what do you mean, what do you think.
EH: Well how can I respond?
DBS: I'm telling you, it's not a ... this is not a debate.
EH: But how do I respond? What has he done? He only just put a picture up.
DBS: He's lied about every goddamn thing. This fucking guy, I want you to come out and say his son's sick. You was in your house. He's a weirdo.
EH: I can't...
DBS: Like Bollyn is mentally fucking ill.
EH: What what am I...?
DBS: Goddammit, Smith is right, fucking Eric. That's what I want, fucker. Wake up, wake the fuck up. It's me here, and if you fuck me, I know where you live, you prick. You understand me?
EH: Well, yes.
DBS: Get your shit together.
EH: But what...
Smith hangs up.
EH: Hello.
DBS: Eric, it's Daryl.
EH: Yeah.
DBS: Are you working?
EH: Well yeah, whatta you mean?
DBS: Whatta you got?
EH: Well, I haven't started anything yet, I don't know what to say, what do you want me to say exactly?
DBS: I, well look. I'm not just some voice on the phone, am I, Eric?
EH: Well...
DBS: Well, wait, wait, wait, am I, am I just some voice on the phone, right, according to your last email and shit, I'm just 'I don't know Daryl, he's some voice on the phone'. Listen to what I'm gonna tell you right now. You got some choices to make, and, and I'm gonna give 'em to you so you understand clear...
[Smith hangs up.]
EH: Are you there? Your phone just ... Daryl?
EH: Daryl?
DBS: Yeah, I'm not yelling, you dude. You are, you have to hear this. So just listen, please.
EH: Alright.
DBS: Unless and until we can get this straightened out, Eric, this battle is not bullshit here. We got a fucking war going on, and I need either your full support, or none. And either you're gonna do what we need to get done here, or you need to relinquish what, what control you have of the website. And that's the bottom line. The fight is here, this is it. And Bollyn has been fucking me, and there's more than that going on right now. The simple truth of the matter is that this is full-scale war, and unless and until we do more about it, we're lost. Now, you can, you can say that you, you know, you didn't or you couldn't or what, doesn't matter. The fact is, let's put your prognostications on the side, and say what we need to do. The fact is, we're not doing shit about anything, and nobody's supporting me, and nobody's fighting for me, and you haven't put a single article up in my support, and I need that. You haven't put a single document up, you haven't said that Bollyn's kid was a fucking lunatic. This, look, I didn't go as far as saying that in my house, Bollyn's kid was hearing voices, and there were ghosts he thought that were in my room and that they were talking to him. I didn't say that because I have some comportment about children. But this man, doesn't give a fuck about kids so much, that he will drag that fucking kid from hotel room to hotel room, and tell him the ghosts are in his head, and not get him help. And you better not do anything to support him. Not a fucking word. D'you understand me, Eric?
EH: Well yeah...
DBS: Understand what I'm coming from?
EH: Yeah, but I don't know about the kids and the ghosts, I...
DBS: I'm telling you, this kid is fucked up, and I'm...
EH: Yeah but, but let's say I say something. How does that help you if I say that his kid has problems? I don't understand, how does it...?
DBS: It's a hundred percent support for your partner, dude.
EH: But to say something about his kid, I, I never saw...
DBS: No. It doesn't matter about the kid. That's one element. There's a million elements in there. How 'bout the size of the car? How 'bout the fact that, that, that...
EH: But I never saw the car, I cannot, what am I supposed to say...?
DBS: It's in the picture, Eric.
EH: But what do I say, what do I say, you want me to say something?
DBS: Yes. That the car was bizarre because he, see he's coming out on his website, saying that it's a small car, but the fact is it's a full size car in France.
EH: Alright, shall I say that, now...?
DBS: Yeah, d'you want me to baby-sit you through this or what?
EH: But, but, you're see, but I mean like, to me, I don't, you're saying that you want me to say this?
DBS: I don't want you ever to speak to that cocksucker again.
EH: He doesn't, hasn't called for, oh, months...
DBS: Yeah, but you know what, Eric...?
EH: How do you know that...?
DBS: That you got emails the other day, you got emails yesterday.
EH: That's right, I sent him an email to see if he'd respond, and he did respond.
DBS: Yeah, well here's a response: 'Fuck you, you cocksucking lying sonofabitch motherfucker.' And how about a response to this guy Phillips' bullshit?
EH: That guy is sussed up as so stupid, what's the...?
DBS: It doesn't matter, it's getting spread everywhere.
EH: But are you sure, 'cos I've only seen it at Rumor Mill News, and that, um, Wake Up From You Slumber? Nobody, who's paying attention? How do you know people are paying attention?
DBS: It doesn't matter who. I'm paying attention. The fact is, I want my partner fighting for me, and you've never done that, goddammit. You've never done it.
EH: What d'you mean, I've defended you...
DBS: Never.
EH: I love, what are you talking about?
DBS: What fucking thing have you stood by me about, Eric, tell me?
EH: It's all, it's all over that I did...
DBS: It ain't over man, it's my life.
EH: No, I said I picked a fight with...
DBS: Eric, wait a minute. They're placing my wife's photograph on the internet, you fuck.
EH: But...
DBS. My wife's photograph, you prick.
EH: That, d'you mean the...?
DBS: My wife. Stop, you fucker. And they're putting my picture on the fucking internet.
EH: I know, I've already...
DBS: That's the problem. That is a fucking problem for me. And you should be fucking bullshit with it. And you should be telling the world that this guy is a backstabbing sack of shit, and I haven't heard a word from you, ya fuck. And you're telling me you're doing everything, and he's putting my wife's picture and my picture on the internet, and you've said nothing?
EH: Well I didn't...
DBS: You fuck.
EH: I didn't real...
DBS: What is the matter with you?
EH: I didn't realise the picture was such a, I just wait...
DBS: Well, what the fuck?
EH: But, that's what I'm saying, most people would say, what do you write...?
DBS: Not 'most people', bullshit. I told the guy not to do it. Period.
EH: I know, you told him...
DBS: I, Eric, that's bullshit, I said, 'Don't do it, don't fucking do it'...
EH: Well, that's what we can say, that's what we can say, that you said, 'Don't do it'.
DBS: Don't 'we can say', 'we can say'. You should have been on this like stink on shit. Where the fuck is my partner?
EH: But...
DBS: You're my partner, man.
EH: I, look...
DBS: You should be protecting me like a fucking pitbull.
EH: But...
DBS: And instead, I got nothing.
EH: Yeah but, see what...
DBS: Squat, Eric, Squat. No, wait a minute, Eric. I got nothing from you.
EH: But...
DBS: No help.
EH: But listen...
DBS: I got not a single moment of defense about any of this shit. And you know something? That tells me a lot of shit about you. And I don't need that shit, man. And then I hear that you've fucking been in touch with this guy, three or four times during that period. That...
EH: But how d'you know that? That guy's telling you the truth?
DBS: I talked to the guy.
EH: That doesn't mean anything, just looking at a phone record, he may have...
DBS: No. He was standing there.
EH: But he's lying then, if they saw me two times. He may have been calling somebody else, too. He's only talked to me twice. I mean, see, how do you know...
DBS: I don't care. It's my reputation. Don't you get this, man? You don't fucking get it. I'm gonna tell you something. I'm gonna tell you something. You are behind me pushing this shit. And I'm going to tell you something. The success of us destroying these cocksuckers is on my shoulders, not yours, because you've done a fucking great job of making me the front man. And I'm gonna tell you something else. It's me that's taken the brunt, and I need you to start fighting from behind the scenes, and saying this guy Daryl is the fucking best thing since shit on toast. And I don't get it from you, goddammit. And you know what else, Eric?
EH: What?
DBS: It's me with my neck on the line over here.
EH: I know.
DBS: And you know something? I'm not getting your support, man.
EH: Okay, well, I, let's assume I say that you told, I mean, I can say you told Christopher not to show the photo...
DBS: It doesn't matter what you say, as long as it's starting to support what the fuck I am. Be'... Eric, it's me that's gonna win this fight.
EH: I know, but I'm saying, it means, you gotta look at it, am I...
DBS: No.
EH: ...supposed to say, that you said. I mean, this is not much of a...
DBS: I don't have to look at it anyway. You can lie if you want, Eric. I don't have to look at this anyway. All I have to see is that the partner that I'm fucking with ain't doing dog shit for me.
EH: No, what I'm saying is, I'm saying what, you're saying I should help you, help you with, to be explained...
DBS: Anything. Make it up as you go along, Eric.
EH: Yes, but I don't know what to say, I mean, I can say...
DBS: Anything. You're not stupid. I've been with you for years. You have never had a fucking mental block when it came to other shit, so I'm gonna tell you something. How about no mental block this time, and come up with something that kicks ass, Eric, and says Daryl kicks fucking ass in the world? How about if I fucking, I can blow angel dogs from fucking, from, from space? It doesn't matter what you say. Support me, you prick.
EH: But I have been.
DBS: You haven't.
EH: It's all over where it says Smith and Hufschmid and, you're...
DBS: That's bullshit. That is bullshit, I'm reading this shit, I'm looking at this shit, I'm not seeing a single goddamn response from you or anybody. All I'm seeing is me making this fucking statement, and my ass getting fucking handed to me, and you've said nothing, because half the things that this guy's saying are lies.
EH: But only...
DBS: Point out the lies.
EH: Only you know that, because only you were there to say, 'don't show my photo'.
DBS: No, Eric, Eric, Eric. You know that that kid's fucking sick.
EH: Well, is that...?
DBS: So point it out.
EH: But...
DBS: Say the kid is a lunatic.
EH: Okay. If I, let's assume I say the kid has mental problems. What does that do?
DBS: No, more than mental problems. He's hearing shit.
EH: Well, okay.
DBS: He's in my house, listening to fucking ghosts and shit.
EH: But I, if I say that, I can't say I've seen it. I haven't seen it. I can't say, that's you who has to say that.
DBS: What did he do in your house?
EH: The kid is, he just seems restless, he didn't want to sit still, wanted to watch TV. I never saw him say, see ghosts or anything.
DBS: He says ghosts are coming after him in my house.
EH: Well I didn't see him...
DBS: Ghosts are coming after me, and I can hear them talking to me.
EH: Okay, let's, let's assume, let's assume I saw that and I say that, how does that help you?
DBS: Look, the bottom line is that this man, how does it help me?
EH: Yeah, I mean, for me to criticise that in...
DBS: ...how does it help me? It helps how, look, let me tell you how it helps, Eric. The fucking guy should have got help for his kid, and he didn't. And he didn't.
EH: Well then we could say that.
DBS: And he didn't. And he didn't. If it was your kid, what would you do? Let your kid hear fucking voices? What would you do if it was your son?
EH: I dunno.
DBS: Would you stop let him go to a fucking doctor?
EH: Well then, then we could say that, we could say that you, you saw his kid having troubles, and you think he should do something, but...
DBS: Eric, he was fucked up in your house, he was fucked up in a lot of people's houses. This guy I just talked to said he was a scumbag.
EH: Well...
DBS: Start saying what he is. He's a scumbag.
EH: Well then we ... why we get that kind of talk? ??
DBS: No. I want you to talk, ya fuck. He lived in your house.
EH: But he wasn't that bad. I didn't see anything this bad, the what you're describing wasn't anything like this. I, was with him in Europe, it wasn't anything like this.
DBS: This guy is a fucking dirtbag. The guy that was living with him with his wife over in fucking Sweden said the guy was a scumbag.
EH: Well why don't you talk to him?
DBS: Just like I said.
EH: No, we can get him to do an interview then.
DBS: He won't.
EH: Why not?
DBS: I told him I would bring pressure on him that would make his life change. He said, 'Fuck off, I'm not doing it'.
EH: Well, I mean this is ridiculous, if he doesn't wanna talk, why not? What's the problem with him? And then he says I'm calling all the time, why doesn't he, he...?
DBS: Didn't say you were calling all the time, he said you called four times.
EH: [Laughs] Well then, why doesn't he even, and then you try to get the guy to talk and he hides. What does that tell you? How do you know he's not just trying to start fights between us?
DBS: He's not trying to start fights. I talked to the guy, he's not fucking full of shit, man.
EH: And then when you try to do an interview, he just...
DBS: Look, dude man, I, I, look dude, he doesn't want to get embroiled in what he sees as a fucking food fight.
EH: Yeah, he's doing it, though, in but... He is, he is involved, look at it, he got you upset.
DBS: You know what?
EH: But he just got involved. He just got you upset with all this.
DBS: I'm not upset, I'm I'm I'm I'm, I'm losing my mind.
EH: Well, that's similar to being upset isn't it?
DBS: It's not an..., I'm willing to kill people for what I know.
EH: Yeah, but how do you know what you know is even the truth? A guy like you...
DBS: It doesn't matter. All I care about is fixing the fucking problem. And it's my ass out on the front of the spear. Start fixing it, goddammit.
EH: Well, what if he's part of the...?
DBS: You can do more. You can do more. I don't care what you tell me right now.
EH: What if he's part of it?
DBS: You could do more to fix this. You could do more. Period. End of story. You've been fucking leaving me languishing. I feel it, I know it.
EH: Languishing?
DBS: And this is not coming from him. This is not coming from him. This is coming from Daryl Bradford Smith. You've been leaving me out on the fucking doorstep. Stop it, and start fighting for me, goddammit. I know what I'm smelling, I know what I'm seeing. Wake your ass up and fight for me, man.
EH: I don't see where you're saying...
DBS: Fuck off, Eric.
EH: But this 'languishing', what do you mean? I'm not...
DBS: It's, I'm telling you. You haven't done a fucking thing about stopping this bullshit that's going against me. Nothing. I watch everything. I see everything. And you, and you know something else, Eric? You think I'm some dumb fuck. I'm gonna tell you something, man. I watch every goddamn thing that happens, and half the time I don't respond. You're hearing it now.
EH: Like what?
DBS: My responding. Get your ass outta the fucking sling, and start fighting for me. Get yer ass on that internet. Go out to the blogs, go out to the fucking message boards, and say Smith kicks ass. Where the fuck are you?
EH: But wait.
DBS: Where are you?
EH: But you don't...
DBS: Well, I don't give a shit, I don't wanna hear it. I don't care, Eric. It's bullshit what you're gonna tell me. It's fucking bullshit, because you haven't done it. You have not done it, period. And I'm, my neck is on the line with these broadcasts. And you're behind the scenes, like some fucking monkey man pulling my fucking strings. Bullshit. Get your ass out there, and fight for me. And if you don't fight for me, we're finished.
EH: But I don't...
DBS: We're done. You have to understand. I'm not gonna fucking hang out with a guy who ain't fucking supporting me one hundred percent. And you ain't doing it. And you haven't been doing it, and you're not doing it. And I don't give a shit what you tell me, you fucking prick.
EH: But what about...
DBS: And that's it. Don't give me a 'what, what, what'...
EH: No, no, I mean, I can, I can write something, but I gotta...
DBS: I don't care what you write.
EH: What?
DBS: Get on the net. Write some shit on the fucking blogs. Go, go, go to WhatReallyHappened, go to where all these people are...
EH: You all...
DBS: I don't care, Eric. Y'ain't doing a goddamn to support me. You haven't supported me in months. And I been standing out here taking punch after punch. And I'm sick of taking the punches for you, ya fuck. Listen to me. You wake up, ya prick, and you better wake up fucking now.
EH: But I don't...
DBS: Because I'm telling you sonofabitch, you get this shit straight. Because I am not your fucking victim. And I want this shit to fucking move. And if it don't move, then I'm gonna come and see you. You see me? I'm gonna come and see you. And I got, I got news from you, buddy. I got people in Las Vegas that'll fucking drive to your house in a heartbeat. You better pull your rabbit head outta your ass and get your shit moving. And that's all I got to say to you. Move, move, move.
EH: Well what, whatta you think, whatta you think does it...?
DBS: I'm done, with you. I'm done. And I'm fucking not gonna play games with you any more. The next time we communicate, I better see some fucking results. Because if I don't, your fucking life's in danger. You understand me?
EH: Well what...?
DBS: You understand me?
EH: Yes, but how about some...
DBS: God...
[Smith hangs up.]
DBS: The only thing we got, and I'm not just some fucking voice on a phone, I'm a guy that's trying to stop these bastards from doing this, and Bollyn is fucking me. And I think he had da pay, 'e got paid off, he had to fucking 've switched. And it seems pretty clear the date. The date of his switch seems clear to me.
EH: It's when he left. Chicago, really.
DBS: No, no. But it seems like it came out a month after.
EH: Well, same thing, whether he, when he left.
DBS: It seems like it came a month after, 'cos that's when the attacks started, when he left that guy Jan's house.
EH: Well that's, well yeah, that's what I mean, that's what it looks like, he was there, and as a prisoner, and they gave him a choice. That's what it looks like. And Jan is not telling you anything, 'cos he's not honest. And he's trying 'a get you angry and that's why he's staying hidden. That's what it looks like. He's poking you, they're trying to get a fight going, lying to you, exaggerating everything. Don't you see? That's what it looks like.
DBS: Well, they let him go, and now he's got his marching orders. And his marching orders are...
EH: Well they let him go what...?
DBS: ...slander the balls off me,
EH: Yeah.
DBS: ...put photographs of my house, try...
DBS: You, you know what kind of fucking emails I've been getting yeah?
EH: Yeah. Probably...
DBS: But you have no...
EH: Probably from these people trying to stir up trouble.
DBS: Nah, nah, well, you have no idea...
EH: They're trying...
DBS: I've found your house now, I'm coming for ya, and...
EH: Hah hah. See, they're trying to make you mad.
DBS: Well, no, man...
EH??: There's a visitor?
DBS: ...it's working, goddammit, it's working, and you know what...?
EH: And you've fallen for it. If you fall for it, you're a sucker. You can't fall for this. Don't you see, that's what they're trying to do? Get you to fight. Have you so you lose your temper, fight with them, and it just goes on and on, and then who knows what they're bringing out next, and it'll go on and on and on until everyone's so sick of it they'll think, 'Hey, get me outta here, I can't stand this any longer.' That's their technique. You don't wanna fall for it.
DBS: Nah, [Daryl growls.] no, no, no, no. Because if he starts putting maps to my house, then, then I'm gonna hunt that fucker down.
EH: Well, they might, they might do all kinds of things, but you don't know, and there's no sense in fighting with them, what's it gonna do?
EH: Well. that's why they're doing this, they're trying to start fights. That's, that's probably what most of the email you're getting is. Trying to prod, prod you, trying to get you to lose it. And if Jan and the others don't help, you oughta start wondering if maybe they're making stuff up. Deliberately to incite you. Tell him to start proving what he says for a change.
DBS: Well, all I can tell ya right now, Eric is uh, that I need defense here, because you know what, I'm, I'm the face of this fucking fight.
EH: But a lot of this I would not have known. I have no idea what your wife teaches. You're the only one that would have caught that.
DBS: You, you you know, you know me...
EH: I don't know her.
DBS: ...for years now, dude, you know me. You've been on the phone with me for fucking...
EH: I could not have have caught that.
DBS: all those hours. You know me better than my fucking brothers and sisters know me.
EH: Uh...come on. You're putting it a bit...
DBS: You do!
EH: Your brother knows you more than I do.
DBS: No way! Not lately, in the last fucking five years.
EH: How much have you really changed?
DBS: It's you, you're my partner, it's you, dude.
EH: Oh, come on, how much have you changed? Your brother...
DBS: You've spent fucking ten fucking years with me on this goddamn phone.
EH: Oh, come on!
DBS: Come on man. Don't ever just say I'm a voice on the phone again or I'll fucking reach through this phone and choke your your fucking skinny chicken neck.
EH: [Laughs.] Will you cut it out. Look will ya...
DBS: Don't ever say that again, Eric, that's bullshit. That fuck I'm just some voice on the phone, man. I'll fucking arrive in Goleta and slap you around for that shit. What the hell's wrong with you? I'm not just some voice on the phone.
EH: They just say this to get ya mad.
DBS: Nah, you said it. I know you said it.
EH: It doesn't mean anything.
DBS: But it meant, meant, it means something to me.
EH: Then that's why they bring it up over and over.
DBS: Well, don't fucking say shit like that then, man.
EH: What do I have to have everything go through you to approve it, first? This is stupid.
DBS: No. You don't say shit like fucking that, because that's fucked up. Whaddya want me to say, 'You're a pencil neck fucking geek?'
EH: I don't care.
DBS: I don't say shit like that about my partner. Ya fuckin dope.
EH: Oh, come on.
DBS: Pull your, pull your head outta your ass. Don't say shit like that to people. I'm just some voice on the phone. That's fucking bullshit. Don't say shit like that. You say shit like that again and we're done ya know. I'm telling ya man. That's not supporting me. That's fucking me in the ass. Don't do it again. Eric, Eric this is not a joke man. I'm telling you. You ever pull something like that again with anybody, on any show on any fucking email...
EH: Who did I say it to?
DBS: We're finished, man.
EH: I said it to who, Bollyn?
DBS: I don't care who ya said it to. Don't ever say it again. It's bullshit. I'm just some voice on the phone.
EH: What do I say? You're not my, uh, fiancée. What do I say?
DBS: Well, you don't say I'm just some voice on the goddamn phone, you fucking dope.
EH: Well he'll ask me, he'll say to me, well, uh, who is Smith?
DBS: Well don't say that. It's a bad thing to say, and you know it. Don't...
EH: Well, what do I say?
DBS: ...fucking say it.
EH: Then what do I say?
DBS: You don't say that. I'm 'just some voice on the phone', Eric.
EH: Well, yeah, but if you tell me what not to say, well...
DBS: Don't say that, ya dope. And anything like that. Because you're not that stupid. That's a fucking slander, man.
EH: You're on your own show.
DBS: That is a slander.
EH: It is not.
DBS: I'm 'just some voice on the goddamn phone'. You say something like that again man, and I'm gonna tell you something. I will fly to America, and I'll show up at your front door.
EH: Oh, come on.
DBS: You won't fucking like it. I'll shake you around like a rag doll. [Eric laughs.] You don't even know me man. You know something? Check my fucking criminal record. I'll grab you by the neck, Eric. You fuck me like this again and you're in trouble with me. You understand me?
EH: That isn't hurting you....
DBS: This isn't a threat. This is a promise to you, ya prick.
EH: I said it, I said it to Bollyn. Who heard it?
DBS: Don't say it to anybody.
EH: Who heard it? Who heard it?
DBS: Don't say it to anybody.
EH: Tell me. Who heard it?
DBS: Everybody in the world now.
EH: No.
DBS: It's all over the fucking place. Everybody heard it now. Don't say shit like that, ya fucking moron. You're supposed to be so goddamn smart. That's a stupid fucking thing to say.
EH: I don't think it's stupid.
DBS: It's stupid.
EH: You on your own radio show...
DBS: And either you fucking find out it's stupid, or we're done now.
EH: Your own radio...
DBS: We're done now, Eric. Give me the fucking codes to my website, ya prick.
EH: All right. All right. Good Lord.
DBS: Ship 'em over.
EH: All right.
DBS: Right now. I'm over with this shit. I'm some fucking voice on the phone.
EH: Well, I'm the one that's even paying for your website.
DBS: Send the goddamn...
EH: I'll send them over.
DBS: ...doesn't matter whether ya fucking paid for, you...
EH: I'll send them. I'll send them.
DBS: Send the goddamn things. Yee ee, I'm some voice on the telephone. You, you, you fucking moron.
EH: That's an expression.
DBS: That's bullshit, Eric.
EH: You take this so seriously.
DBS: I take it real. It's real. And ya fucked me.
EH: Ah! Jan is the one who said that.
DBS: Jan schman. You said that. Jan didn't say it, you did.
EH: I said it to Bollyn.
DBS: I don't care who ya said it to. Don't say it to anybody, you fucking idiot.
EH: Who is even listening to Bollyn?
DBS: I'm listening.
EH: Oh God.
DBS: Ya fucked me. Ya prick.
EH: You're, they're just trying to start fights.
DBS: No, Eric, no they're not. You fucking set this up, goddamn it...
EH: Oh, come on.
DBS: ...with this bullshit. Don't be fucking telling me nothing you goddamn fool. Ya, ya, you're telling people I'm just some voice on the phone? And you're giving him fuel for his goddamn fire? What's wrong with you?
EH: All he was...
DBS: What is wrong with you?
EH: That is not in my opinion...
DBS: That's a lot of shit. It's all over the Internet right now.
EH: But on your own...
DBS: But Bollyn says Smith, Smith's just some voice on the phone.
EH: Yeah, but...
DBS: That's fucking bullshit. You know goddamn well I'm not a fucking agent. And you know something, I don't know that you're not, ya prick.
EH: I know that I...
DBS: So send me those fucking codes, right now...
EH: All right.
DBS: ...'cos we're done. We are fucking done.
EH: But I...
DBS: And I'm telling ya something else man.
EH: What?
DBS: You fuck me, I will show up at your front door and I am your worst fucking nightmare. Don't you fuck me.
EH: But on your own...
DBS: You've already done a good job of sticking it up my ass.
EH: Me?
DBS: Get your shit together. Ya prick.
EH: Oh Good Lord.
DBS: What the fuck is wrong with you, man?
EH: You on your own...
DBS: I'm just some voice on the phone after three goddamn years. I didn't say that about you, and I wouldn't say it about you. You're not just some voice on the phone. But ya know something? Maybe the fuck you are, because that's what it's turning out to be, here. That you're just some voice on the phone, Eric. I'm not some voice on the phone, I'm a guy who's struggling here. Who can barely make ends meet. Who's fighting a goddamn fight with you, ya prick. You don't say shit like that to anybody. The fuck is wrong with you?
EH: Uh, on...
DBS: What is wrong with you?
EH: But on your own show, you had a show, that where you said you don't guarantee anybody but yourself anyway.
DBS: Eric, don't start that shit. You're my partner you fucking moron. You ever pull something like this again, I swear to God...
EH: You said you don't even...
DBS: ...I swear to my father, on my father's soul, I will show up at your door and I will wring your fucking neck.
EH: On your...
DBS: And I'm talking about, I'm talking about decapitating you, ya prick.
EH: On your own show, though...
DBS: You better listen to this. You better listen to this good. You fucking pull your head outta your ass, and you ever slander me like that again with anybody, I don't care if it's Bollyn or anybody, I am coming for you. You got this straight? You little prick.
EH: But I...
DBS: You fucking pull your head outta your ass and get it right. And I'm not drinking right now, I'm stone sober. You understand what I'm saying to you?
EH: Yeah.
DBS: This is clear. You fucking support me, you little bastard.
EH: But I...
DBS: That's the end of it. And no more of this, I'm just some guy on phone. You fuck.
EH: How can one ex...
DBS: What's wrong with you?
EH: That expression. How do you get so mad, that mad at that?
DBS: You don't pull expressions like that. It's bullshit, Eric.
EH: But you said you don't even, you can't even guarantee me...
DBS: Eric, everything means something in this battle. You sonofabitch. And that's wrong.
EH: There's a...
DBS: That is fucking wrong, man.
EH: There's a file where you even say you can't guarantee anybody...
DBS: I never said that about you. You're my partner you fucking idiot.
EH: I'm sure I can find it.
DBS: I tell people all the time I support you, you shithead.
EH: I support you too.
DBS: Yeah, you don't, you fucking don't. You've left me hanging out here, and you're telling Bollyn shit.
EH: You're...
DBS: I will fuck you up man, and him.
EH: You're fighting with him 'cos you want to, I'm not...
DBS: Look Eric, I don't give a fuck about prison. You have to understand something you little bastard, I don't give a fuck about fucking blowing your brains out. And you better get your head outta your ass, and I know where the fuck you are. And you'd better pull your fucking head outta your ass, because if you piss me off I will show up at your front door and kill your fucking ass. You understand me? This ain't a fucking threat, this is a promise to you, ya prick. 'Cos I'll spend the rest of my life in jail, I got no problem with that. You fuck me like this again, I will kill you. D'you understand me. And I'm telling you that straight to your fucking head. Send those codes to my fucking in box, and get the fuck off my back. D'you understand?
EH: All right. Sure.
Eric Hufschmid's article regarding these recordings