The endlessly repeated dialogue between rival fans, where the same clichéd ”bantz” are regurgitated over and over and over and over – akin to two blue bottle flies, either side of a pain of glass, attempting to fly at one another. The dispute inevitably runs out of steam, with nothing resolved or learned. The protagonists fall back into the shadows, where they lay in wait – readying themselves to go again.
The endlessly repeated dialogue between rival fans, where the same clichéd ”bantz” are regurgitated … ahhh, see what I did there? No? Well, let me remind you … (repeat to fade)