This is the show, great for me, great for all, I like that group of how those chickens

jacking my style. Once again, the smartest man in the world. Proofcast takes to

Ether. I above the mean streets of Bellevue, Washington, where it's a P.F. Chang's

gangster hoodie fight every day of the year. You never know whether someone's

going to come rolling out of Creighton, Berlin, wet you with a jammy. It is on in

Bellevue, the Anadone Truman show of all towns here in Washington,

Stupford with rain. Once again, we take to the airwaves here from

these salubrious confines in Bellevue's premiere. Nay, dare I say it only, full-time

comedy club, high atop the Lincoln Square Mall, where the Emancipation

Proclamation would have been signed if there had been a West Coast in 1863. Here

at the parlor live, ladies and gentlemen, once again we meet, pale and well

met. I will find a gig in Seattle, I've spent the whole week here in Bellevue

and it's exactly like you think it is. It's nice, there's no tattoos or

homeless people, just white, good corporate Americans and acceptable Asians,

ladies and gentlemen, as this is the future. It's an app and it says I'm gonna

wear a turquoise Patagonia jacket and think it's cool. It is on like a

grandpaopon in Bellevue. So if you've come across the bridge, thank you for

venturing to the civilized part of the Seattle area and leaving the confines of

the U District where I'm sure there's someone walking a lobster on a leash

tonight or the pioneer square where you can watch drunk people fight with

each other and sometimes they're even not the police. I haven't I went over to

Seattle just the other day to do a couple of radio shows and that's it. I've

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