Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burr and as promised, I told you I was going to give you an extra 15 minutes and I know there's a bunch of you whining on Twitter.

Oh my God, you said you're going to put it up Wednesday and now it's Thursday. That isn't what you said.

Why don't you fucking grow up? All right. As cool hand Luke once said, will you people stop feeding off me while I'm eating these fucking eggs?

He said something like that. Now I'm just kidding. Look, I had a busy fucking day. You know what he want from me. I had such a crazy week.

I was actually at an acting gig yesterday and I thought, you know, I looked and I was like, this is three, four pages. You know, this shit's going to be over in a couple of hours and it ended up ended up being there like 12 hours from like eight to eight.

It was basically it and daddy drinks at night. So that's why you didn't get your podcast.

Oh Jesus. I had a fucking brutal day. I just had one of these days where nothing worked out and I didn't flip out until the end of the day. I'm really working on my temper.

I first thing I did was I had to do something this morning. Looping. It's called looping. It's basically when you shoot something and then somebody made a noise or you set down some books or somebody scratched their fucking balls and that sound of fingers and pubes.

Basically, they want to get your line clean. So you have to go over to this recording place and then they show you the line that you said and then they count it down.

And then you fucking jump in. You got to say line you just said. So I had to do that this morning at 9 a.m. Right. So I punch in the fucking directions. Right. I move the Prius and I get out my fucking truck.

Take that up the top of the driveway and I'm off. Right. And I put in the GPS shit. And I actually GPS to whatever the fuck you call it. Did it on the iPhone.

What I did was I put in the address of the person who sent me the email telling me where I was supposed to go.

My dumbass drove to my agent's office and I'm like, wow, this is like really close to my agent's office. And I was like, wait, this is my agent's office. And I was a half hour fucking late.

And that's how it started. I didn't lose my shit. You know, I just, you know, I just I somehow got through it and I finally snapped when I got home after a bunch of shit went wrong.

I went to get fucking light bulbs at home depot and I put the one the size that I needed. I took it out and I put it in my pocket because those new squiggly ones.

You know, the old school ones that was just an old light bulb. It said 75 watts or whatever. I can't figure out where the fuck they are long story short. I get out of the car. I turn around. I bang into my truck and I smashed the light bulb in my pocket.

Still have not snapped. Still haven't snapped. I can't even remember have to shit because I don't even care. By the time I got home, I go to get my fucking car.

The Prius to go pick up near. And I get there in the fucking batteries dead because I left it on like a boom box or some shit.

And but it turned on just enough for me to put the key in and when it's still on, it wouldn't shut off and I couldn't get my key out. So that's when I fucking snapped.

And I believe I slapped the dashboard like maybe anywhere between five and 36 times. I can't remember. And then I fucking just try to yank my keys out and I broke the plastic thing on it.

So there you go. That was my day. That was my day. Was that even remotely interesting? Oh, Jesus, I don't give a fuck. What do you want from me? I had a brutal day. So I snapped one time.

But anyways, and I know what you think of well, you worked all day yesterday at 12, I would say.

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