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The Bugle, audio newspaper for a visual world!

Hello Bugles,

uh, Bajorneo, Los Bluegleros for our European listeners

and welcome to issue 4151 of the Bugle.

I am, uh, not really sure anymore.

Uh, I mean, my name is Andy Zoltzon, but who am I?

Uh, I mean, it's a, it's a difficult question to answer.

It's, I've no idea, uh, time and day if season exists as concepts.

Uh, in fact, I don't know much anymore.

What I do know is, if I had a hammer, I'd probably accidentally put a nail through a water pipe again.

If we were, if we allowed, and indeed taught pigeons to drive,

they'd probably stop taking jealousy shits on our cars.

He, Balcano, an erupting mountain of pastives,

that splits Balanay's sorsal over the place when served.

Could be the dish that saves the restaurant industry.

And when all this is over, the first thing we should do is have a global ceremony at,

at which all 7.1 billion of us nods sagely and say,

yeah, we f***ed up a bit there, didn't we?

Um, it's still strange times, but it was, I'm pretty sure at some point this week,

the lockdown started going backwards, uh, and as sure as breakfast follows lunch,

I woke up the day before I thought I'd gone to bed.

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