This article is from 2009.
This shouty and self-proclaimed middle-class comic is one of life’s worriers. So much so that he is here to go through the list of comfort blankets he seeks, but loses the crowd for a moment when he confesses to being a thumbsucker. But he manages to bring it round with some neat lines, especially his finale about a mistaken STD.
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