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Oh, hello there, I'm Mel Gedroich, full-time receptionist, part-time judge at the pearly gates.

Can't be letting any old riff-raff into these prestigious walls.

Order! I said, order!

In the afterlife court. A little bit bowie there. Order!

Oh dear, I'm really enjoying this power almost too much. The defendants here, fashionably late, as always.

And today, we're untangling the mess they've left behind. Not that kind of mess, although delictation is common at time of death and defecation as well.

Anyways, welcome to...

Well, there's a wheel.

There's a wink.

There's a wake. Right a wink right team the rumours are that today's guest has been

trying to do a little bit of this with god little bit of scheming a little bit of argy bargy

for his very own place in the great blue yonder you could call it a Corrob oration. It is of course, thanks for laughing.

It is of course the one, the only.

Rob, Rob, Rinder.

Rob, George. Is that the voice that's going to come after the right light? Yeah. How, heaven. Do you reckon, like, if you're really good, you get to choose who is actually in the choir? Oh, that would be good. It's so good. Who'd be in yours? I don't know, but Leonard Bernstein would be conducting.

Wouldn't that be glorious?

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