This is the Guardian.

Today, the arrest of Andrew Tate, the influencer accused of human trafficking.

A quick warning before we start, this episode does contain swearing and discussion of sexual violence.

The Guardian is a man who is the most famous man in the planet.

Andrew Tate, top G, most famous guy alive.

We all know I deserve this fame.

We all know that the world's a better place for me being famous.

Some hate me, some love me.

Blah blah, it doesn't matter.

If you've seen Andrew Tate online, you'll know that he likes cars,

cars, cigars, and money.

My amount of money is the amount of money you need to be rich.

If you have less money than me, even by a single cent, you're a fucking brokey, a wager, peon, a peasant, a nobody.

He's the kind of guy who blows smoke rings in his selfies.

Who thinks masculinity is threatened by women's equality.

Who took it upon himself to troll Greta Tunberg last week to boast about his car collection and enormous emissions.

And then went viral when the climber activist put him down with a single, pithy life.

Please, don't fail with the information.

He took aim at his manhood, but the email address he gave him, it's small bleep energy at GetToLife.com.

You can't save the middle word, you can use your imagination on that one.

But Andrew Tate isn't just another internet blowhard.

The self-styled King of Toxic Masculinity has become one of the most dangerous men online.

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