Ladies and gentlemen, Greg Pruz.

Greg Pruz.

Last very dawns and gentlemen,

Danish, popcorn, crembrules,

and licorice flavored micro-pruz.

Heavens above, we're on Paris on the Willamette.

Group casting live once again,

dashing into the ether with the smartest man in the world show.

Here, high above Southeast Nine Street,

in the festive warehouse district of Portland, Oregon,

ladies and gentlemen.

At the Fabulous Helium Comedy Club,

the friend of comedians all over this great country of ours

where we confabulate,

when we can here, under the slate-gray skies,

that are laughingly called springtime in Portland.

We had a bit of a Bible today,

it started with a giant torrent,

and then later it was just blustery,

and then kind of horrible,

and then now it's just vaguely shit.

And so, as someone told me,

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