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Hello Bugleers, and yes, it does appear that 2020 has spilled into 2021.

Apologies for that. I'm Andy Zoltz and this is issue 4179 of the Bugle.

It is now the 42nd of December 2020 or the 11th of Trumpember, the 19-day tribute

supplement added to 2020 by the dates and international calendar's world advisory

director or Dick Wad. I literally have not moved since the last

Bugle recording. In fact, if you listen now very carefully, you can probably hear the

echo of the end of last week's show. Please send oxygen. Here in London word is

just reaching me that in order to make people abide by the latest anti-movement

COVID regulations, the government will be reducing the temperature to minus 272

degrees Celsius so that no errant particles in your body, mind or soul, even

contemplate wobbling around dangerously. And joining me this week, well to pick

over the smoldering remnants of the American dream, it's from America,

Harry Condabolo. Hello, Harry, how are you? How are you? Well, let's say I'll say

how are you? Let's just say how are you, come off, Andy. How am I? How am I doing?

I know you read. I know what you know what's going on. Terrible. I'm terrible.

Andy, everyone's terrible. Well, we will flesh that out further in

Duke's on the show, and joining us from here in the United Kingdom where well,

we have a little bit to tell you Americans about the decline in fall of

Mumbai as the dupe attention. It's Mark Steele. Hello. Hello, how are you, Mark?

Well, terrible. I don't just, I, I, the only way to be is terrible. The most annoying

asses of people, very well, you've got to stay cheerful and you don't, man, was it?

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