Hey, what's going on is Bill Byrne. It's time for the Monday morning podcast for Monday, April 11th, April 11th, 2016.

What's going on? How are you? It's Sunday night. It's a Sunday evening. I'm in the house all by myself.

The lovely Nea had some business meeting or some shit she had to go to.

I'm in show business. I know what you're saying. You guys all live in the normal world.

You're thinking like, wait, my wife says she's got a business meeting on a Sunday night at fucking yeah,

surpassed a certain hour. That means she's out there banging somebody's else fucking bull.

They caught it. I know that's what you think it, but I'm in show business. So it's totally normal.

For them to go out that way. What the fuck happened to the high head over here?

I told you get my little fucking practice set up there. What the fuck is maybe Cleo was playing it when I wasn't here.

Anyways, anyways, yeah, so she's out. So I'm going to try to knock this out because I got to be at work on Monday for something for some reason.

I still can't say whether what it is or what's going on. Hopefully soon. Yeah, you know what it is. You know what it is?

Maybe you don't know what it is. Maybe you don't listen every week, but you know what it is. So I got to be at work on Monday and

oh, Billy fucking clean living. Ever since I got back from Canada, oh, Canada, you bunch of freezing cunts.

I just got back from there. And I kind of realized that when I go on the road with the fellas, we act like we're on some sort of bachelor party.

I don't know what it is. Minus the fucking who is everything else. We basically, you know, we boos and we smoke cigars and that thing.

And it just takes a lot out of me. And I got a bunch of shit I got to do. So I kind of need to be clear headed as opposed to the usual.

You know, usually when I got nothing going on in my life, I mean, I can fucking yeah, I can have a few, right?

I can wake up the next morning like, yeah, it's fucking ex something, right? I can be in that mindset.

But as of right now, I can't. So I have not done anything. I'm done shit. I haven't fucking have a drink. I haven't smoked meat and pretty good.

I'm even laying off the internet porn. I mean, it's just fucking over. I actually got this time magazine that was about internet porn and how I was like fucking people up.

You know, especially like kids, you know, when they first like just the shit the smooths can hope the shit you can see on the fucking internet.

I can't believe nobody stepped in. I'm not saying somebody should step in. But, um, you know, I got to tell you if they knew what the fuck the internet was going to be when it was whenever Al Gore was inventing it back in the 80s.

...