You know, I don't want to be all judgmental, you know, but this is sick.

It's sick and wrong.

Ah, ha.

Listen, living, listening to the synchon.

Sick and run.

Yes.

You listen to the cyclone? The sick and wrong, the world source for antisocial commentary. God, what a bunch of scumbags. Good evening. Welcome to the sick and wrong. It's our anti-social commentary. One of your host, E. Simon. I'm Harrison, and I'm sweating like John Belushi's asshole right now.

That sort of God is fucking hot. They could at least have air conditioning. Yeah, I know. Jesus. I can't believe we're here. Seriously, I can't believe we're here. I also can't believe all if you are here. Don't you have something better to do on a fucking Tuesday night? Don't you work? I don't have you come to fucking Edinburgh. The city's crazy right now That much

Last time I was here

It was like in November

And it was like in November and it was cold and there are no people. And I was just like now walking around. It's like there's actually attractive women walking around Edinburgh. Now seriously, I was on Tinder and I broke my thumb, just like, well, compared to LA.

Seriously, in LA, you're on LA Tinder, you're like, oh my God, that's amazing. But here, I don't know how you guys do it. That's why you drink so much. Although this guy, though, you got laid on Tinder here, didn't you? I wasn't even Tinder. I just, I did to fucking stand up and I met this girl And it was like, I just like fucking got laid.

And then the next day I was like, why?

Why? I asked her like, why? She was like, I don't know, fucking young. She's like 23 or something. Was she just really drunk on Buckfast or something? No, she was like, well I'm kind of into like older, mentally unstable, unemployed drug addicts.s like seriously she said that at breakfast

and i was like oh fuck well this is great and i'm like what is it like low self-esteem and she's like

no actually i have quite high self-esteem because i know that i'm always going to be better than the guitar

solo in jerry rafferty's Baker Street. Wow.

And first of all, my question, I was 23, she knows what the fuck that is. That's interesting. And then I'm like, yeah, totally. But in my mind, I'm like, I love that fucking guitar solo. Like 200 years from now, when my fucking diseased heart is in a goddamn bodies exhibit, You know, it will still be writing love letters to fucking Jerry Rafferty's dulcette noodling in that goddamn guitar solo. Well, I'm hoping you get late tonight because it's his birthday, ladies and gentlemen. Yeah! It's his birthday! You know, that's the only reason I came out here. Oh, for you people, too. But he was like, he's like, we got to do this it's my birthday on august 14th i was

like oh shit i'm gonna do this yeah it's his birthday how old are you i counted my track marks this

morning and i'm 39 years old yeah yeah so one year away from 40 i get when you turn

i'm gonna be 39 for the next four years just so you guys when you turn 40 you're gonna be such

a fucking wreck oh yeah no i can't imagine that yeah i mean you should have seen him trying

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