Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Byrd. It's time for the Thursday afternoon just before Friday, Monday morning podcast, and I'm just checking in, checking in on you.

Jesus Christ, what a fucking week I'm having. Jesus Christ. Dude, I had the fucking hiccups for like two days, and I'm not saying they won't happen right now.

All right, so get ready.

How's that for a teaser?

Oh, my God, am I going to hear some hiccups?

Have I tuned into the fucking perfect podcast or what?

Evidently, you can't have a couple cups of coffee and then balsamic vinaigrette two days in a row.

It's too much.

I didn't know balsamic vittigrette was acidic.

And like I didn't, I didn't even know what the fuck was going on and they just wouldn't stop

to the point I was at rehearsal doing my shit with the hiccups I did interviews with the hiccups

to promote my shit that I was doing with the hiccups.

I was waking up in the middle of the night with the hiccups.

I feel like I'm going to get the hiccups again right now.

So I have to drink some fucking water.

To try to keep this shit down.

I had to go to the doctor, the whole fucking thing.

And I started thinking about, I remember, like, when I was a kid,

oh, when I was just a lot, one of, um,

one of the most amazing books when I was a kid,

was the Guinness Book of World Records.

And he'd always look for the fattest guy, you know.

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