Hello, trash future listeners. Nate here, quick heads up. We recorded this episode at Vauxhall

Comedy, and much like the last episode, I critically forgot to turn on the recorder until about two

minutes in. So we, of course, have a backup track. That backup track came from a camcorder. It's

going to sound a little rough for the first two minutes. So just FYI, it does get better very quickly,

and the rest of the show sounds normal. Just wanted you to understand that before you thought

you had to commit yourself to a solid hour of having your ears destroyed. I apologize once

again for the mistake. I'm an idiot. Anyway, hope you enjoy this live show, which was recorded last week, March 11th, at

Vauxhall Comedy.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, Brenton O'Neill.

Who!

Hello, Brent and O are afraid of my coronavirus.

He's only afraid of one thing.

We'll find out what it is.

This week, the chattering classes of this once great nation

have been again all of a flutter

in a wild panic about the coronavirus.

These Islington Stalinists at Twitter.com are obsessed that Boris Johnson is incompetent and

Britain is in the worst position than Italy to deal with the virus.

How can that be so?

Italy was run into the ground for years by a horny for food, whereas we have only recently elected Boris Johnson.

If you ask me, well you've actually recently prevented a much more dangerous disease spreading here from Europe,

the disease of unelected Eurocrats making our laws.

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