They just applaud it honestly.

So, hello, welcome to the workout and lovely be here.

Thank you for having me. I think this is possibly the last of these I'm going to do with this book.

So I'm calling it for a podcast. if it's good we'll might put it out

on the internet if it's not we won't. So it's up to you people here. So yes this is my

only book how not to grow up it's extremely good.

And to start with, I just, the best way of introducing, I think,

is read the introduction.

And then if that goes well, I'll just carry on reading to the end.

See how many of you stay, see if you get kicked out.

Hi, my name's Richard and Ari Am immature.

I have been ever since I was a small boy. And that's fine when you're for. The world expects

purity in children, even if it seems weirdly disappointed when it occurs. But when you're almost

ten times that age, you're not supposed to spend your time as I seem to be doing

playing video games eating monster munch giggling at farts and drawing ejaculating

penises in the condensation on windows when you're 40 you're supposed to be responsible, capable, sensible, and married with kids.

Yet here I was about to reach the age where life supposedly begins and I was irresponsible, incapable, and insensible.

I was single and the only thing that depended on me was my

rubber plant which had died. The last proper office job and it happens nearly 18 years ago in

1989 when I helped compile the West London phone book, although I did spend most

of my time there looking up people with rude names on the X directory list on the computer.

My favorites were the entirely genuine Mr. Kunto and Dr Wank. Why wouldn't they want to be in the phone

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