Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Byrne. It's time for the Monday morning

podcast for Monday.

November 27th, 2022. 2022, 23, 23, 23!

I've been fucking that up all year.

I mean, Jesus Christ, by the time I realize it's 23 it's gonna be 24

that's gonna be a great Boston year. Oh my God can you believe it's

two thousand and twenty Fowah? Oh my God, can you believe it's 2020 Foa?

Do you know there's people in Massachusetts say, say Foa.

FOU-W-A-H, F-A-A-H, Foa.

How old'sice? Oh my God, she's already FOA. You want to get a pizza? Oh, why do I always do that? You know, because I miss it back there. But I will tell you, I absolutely love Los Angeles, especially this time of year. When it gets cold out and the Santa Ana winds come blowing in from

across the desert blowing out all the homeless vets that you cheered at a football game and

then they lived under a bridge too close to your fucking house,

Badu, but he, but a, booo, and you called your local politician

and said, get them the fuck out of here but he did it and do do do

they never talk about the back end of the military career you know after the

NFL charges him for a commercial and we're all,

oh, take you very service and all that shit.

When they're homeless, where are we?

Huh?

Driving by with your fucking Yeti hanging out the window because your personal trainer told you to drink more water,

to flush the fucking Botox out of your ass that you had bleached.

Is that what we're doing out here?

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