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

Monday, um, is it April? I'm going to go with April April 25th, 2016. What's going on? Hello? How are you? How are you?

I just got back from Iowa connected through Phoenix. Could not get a direct flight out of Des Moines.

Des Moines International Airport and Des Moines, Iowa. One of the greatest international airports you'll ever go to.

My hotel was right next door to it. I was there for about three hours before the show.

Okay, I think I heard three jets take off. That's fucking awesome. It's a decent size airport too, but there's very little people.

You know, come on out of Amcornfields. You know, get out of the death metal fucking band rehearsal and go into the Des Moines International Airport to fucking go anywhere.

Evidently, um, breeze right through security. All the whole thing. One, I love fucking. I love little airports.

Um, I love them the way some of these chicks love that dude who left that fucking band. I was poor fucking little girls.

How could he do that? Um, why do I fuck the parents film their kids in embarrassing moment?

I can see if siblings do it, but it always seems like a lot of parents. They just film their fucking kids.

And it's just like all those girls who fucking got filmed or filmed themselves. You really should take it down.

But once it's up to you, you're finished. You fucking done. You can't run for president with that on your fucking profile history.

I want to be the first one to run for president, right? And then they just pull up, uh, you know, some clip from their childhood on Facebook or on YouTube or some shit, some video of them,

either say and something fucked up or get hit in the balls and then crying like a little girl or something like that.

You know, do you remember that time when that fucking that fat kid threw that thing at the little kid and the kid ran over and he threw the scape, what at him?

The kid fucking fell down and let out a cry like, I can't even fucking do it.

In that moment, that kid's life as far as any sort of leadership role is over.

You know, and I know what you say and you go, well, look at him. Billy's out there eating ring dings, running around with his high pitch voice.

Who's going to follow that into battle? It's like people fucking developed later in life. You know, you sure seen me when I was a kid.

Better yet, it was a good thing. You didn't fucking orange hair.

You know, fucking total introvert lunatic lunatic literally could not talk to a girl without my face turning beat red.

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