The Red Who Out once again the smartest man in the world,

Proof Class X to the 8th and here on the Sloobians,

confines of London's most salacious comedy club,

the so-ho theater located right here in Soho underneath the grimy,

throbbing streets of Soho. Welcome back with your beers.

Those look good, those look fucking cold, man.

It is hot up here tonight. It's nice out here today in London.

The weather turned right around after yesterday.

I realized that for you listening out there in Proof Class

land, it's been a week since you've been to London,

but it's for us, it's just the next day.

It's one day subsequent.

And yesterday was pouring rain and then sunny and pouring rain

and sunny and today very nice.

I was just outside a minute ago talking to a joint I know.

And it was really nice out there and like that.

It's approximately 35 degrees centigrade in here in the room tonight.

It's just slightly like the weather in Doha.

And for you Americans, that would be 745 degrees.

So here we are, joining hands and joining hearts once again.

Trying to seek some solace to each other's company

as this burning crispy piece of shit of a world falls all around us.

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