As usual, it begins innocuously enough. Prompted by his friend Shane Meadows politely enquiring whether the actor has enjoyed his lunch, Paddy Considine's extrapolated digressions quoted above typify the enjoyably lewd and irreverent tone of Meadows' DVD commentary tracks. Casually expressing their mutual boredom at the laborious process of narrating on earlier work, the conversation soon descends into tangential disarray: a series of raucous exchanges including anecdotes about youthful encounters with pornography, being caught masturbating and Considine's cheerful description of Meadows' dog emptying his bowels. However, absent from this transcription of the actor's scatological stream-of-consciousness is Meadows' own contribution: an explosively reciprocal cackle which spurs the actor to further exaggerate his euphemistic non sequiturs.