Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burr and it's time for the Monday Morning Podcast for Monday!

June 26th, what's going on? How are ya? How's it going, odd? Geez, that's fantastic. Good

DJ, have a nice weekend. Oh fuck. Guess what happened all freckles. And guess what

happened? A whole 55 year old, pasty fucking bald son of a bitch. I threw out my fucking

back. Like you cannot believe. And it's not my lower back. It's my the middle of my

back. And every like once every year and a half this fucking thing goes out. And when it

goes out, I go, I mean, I go down to the ground. Like it's fucking over. And then like,

I'm down on like all fours. And I can't even like move my leg to like get it underneath

my foot underneath me to stand up again. I almost have to do like, chowd's pose and

all of this shit. I originally, the first time I got the injury, I still remember it.

I was imitating Tony Atlas, the great wrestler. And his finishing move was he would pick

his opponent up. He would military press him up over his head. So I was doing that to

my little brother. And I was going to body slam him onto our floral pattern colored sofa.

Still remember where I was. I still remember the living room. I still remember the brown

rug, you know, this was left over 70s decor. Earth tones were big. I fucking picked them

up. And I got about three quarters of the way like above my head. And it felt like between

my shoulders blades folded backwards. And I was the first time I went, oh, I went down

to the ground. I was probably 16 years old when I did that. And it never bothered me again

for years. And then it started going out again. You know, it was funny. I did this stand-up

special called walk your way out in the day of that special. It went out on me. And I was

just like, oh my god, I fucking knew it. This is just how this business is. But I was

able to kind of stretch. And I was all right for the special. But anyway, this morning,

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