Clint Roberts

We got roasters.

This is the roast of Brian Clint.

This is the Roast of Brinkland.

Only one of them's actually seen my penis, OK?

Also, don't threaten James Musterpich with a good time, OK?

LAUGHTER

Thank you to Reece Mathewson.

When we were picking a host for tonight, we requested either Reece Darby or Eli Mathewson, so it's good to get the worst of both worlds.

Sharon's here, or as I call her, Jono and Ben's least favourite sidekick.

Sharon has a podcast, which I enjoy not listening to.

She recently posted on Instagram that she took two Panadol and two Nurofen so that she could sit through a regular movie, which is rich coming from someone who's been a massive pain in my ass for two fucking decades now.

Sharon savaged me tonight, which is fair.

She also said cunt on television once when she was the host of Dancing with the Stars, but she swears she was just referring to Dominic Bowden by his official pronouns.

He identifies as cunt.

James Musterpich looks like the guy from Heated Rivalry if he had anorexia and was somehow gayer.

James recently filmed a television show where he tried to find a man for his beautiful mother, which was ultimately unsuccessful.

Can I suggest Itai Dom?

Because he's proven he is a real motherfucker.

Etai, we're very happy to have you here.

But it's crazy that you are here, because who's working at the kebab and shisha shop on K Road?