Monday's weeks I'll tell when Alan Sugar tried to have me arrested.

Here we go.

In a week when Riverblades and Bokka Junas had to move their match more than 6,000 miles

such for the tensions in Buenos Aires, how appropriate that this podcast,

which has been known to get very feisty on occasions, should be recorded behind closed doors.

Danny's team bus actually got stoned on the way to West London,

but what did he expect entering the line instead?

He's got 45 minutes to turn the tie around,

but he's got no fest on.

No fair, I'm approaching the event naked this week.

There are cameras here.

What's my lunch to spicy for you?

I'm too hungry.

You know, there it is.

I am so bald these days, I keep me dandruffing me pocket,

but I decided to come clean this week

because just to prove the hats are a gimmick, not vanity.

It's time for Linnikram Baker behind closed doors.

Harry Redden at one the jungle.

Yeah, we'll start there.

Well done.

He was a dot on the card,

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