Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burr and it's the Monday morning podcast for Monday, January 23rd.

I'm sorry, February 23rd. February 23rd, 2000 and we'll go 15. I know what you're thinking. Jesus, Bill, what happened to your voice?

What do you mean what happened to my voice? It's fucking February. That's what happened to my voice. Okay. It's winner out. I was just in Southeast Asia,

bleeding and breathing and fucking pollution and I was in fucking New York City, you know, hanging out with that animal, Paul Versey.

Yeah, Jesus Christ, I'm drinking from Coatty. I don't know what happened. I was kind of fighting off a cold all of the whole time

I was in New York, but there was just so many people that I wanted to see and all of them turned out to be raging alcoholics.

So, you know, what are you going to do? I've actually been doing really well. Okay, I haven't drank in like a week. Oh, man, I mean this other guy, I'm under the other guy's name will remain nameless.

All right, because I'm old-schooled. I don't name names. Okay, I'm not taking notes. I'm not going to write a book someday.

So, I'm tell all book about every cut that I went out and smoked a fucking cigar with and drank booze with and all the shit that they said to me.

It's a great thing about alcohol. I can't really remember it anyways.

Somewhere in my brain, they used to be a tell all book and it's gone. And I think that's a good thing. I think it's strengthens relationship, friendships.

When you fucking drink it away. Anyways, I was staying in a hotel and for whatever reason the bartender just decided that he had to do something to take inventory of some shit.

So, the bar was open all night and it was hilarious. We were staying at the hotel, right?

And I didn't really remember what happened. It was just basically, it was one of those things where the place was full and then it was half full. And then it was like me in this other comic just sitting there.

No, it wasn't Varsie. And it wasn't any of the Rose Bowl legends. All right, with somebody else and we were just sitting there.

And of course, you know, the deal. Once it gets to around four or five o'clock in the morning, right? You get a text from your lady.

Then the text becomes a phone call. And then she comes down there in her bathroom with the fucking Rolling pin and drags you up.

Nia said, once she came downstairs, I had a full scotch, not a full scotch, probably a half full scotch. It was tilted so far in my hand. It was almost pouring out of the glass, but it wasn't.

And the next day I had to get up early and had to fly back to finally be back out, you know, out here in my house. And, uh, Jesus Christ, I got to tell you, man.

As the closest I've come to just, you know, like when you drank so much and so much just goes like, Hey, you want to get breakfast? You just got to tell him to stop talking like just, please, just don't bring up breakfast.

Or I'm going to puke. And I know my people would be like, what do you get the fuck you talking about? But to look on my face and the dead serious tone, she doesn't know.

So she was like, all right, and I forget what the fuck I had. I don't even remember, but I was just like, you know what, old freckles here, oh, Billy bread face needs to fucking shut it down for a while. So, uh,

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