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

Monday, July 25th, 2016. What's going on? How?

What's going on? The final Monday in July of 2016 and old freckles, old Billy Redbeard.

Oh, fucking, Billy Fett face. Fucking trying to get the weight off. Can't try to get the weight off.

Working out during the day, eating great, having a beer at night.

Fucking losing everything that he worked for. It's fucking ridiculous.

It's ridiculous. What one beer does. And I just, I got to do it. I got a bunch of beers left over from the fucking Fourth of July

that taken up all this space in my fridge and I'm not going to throw them out.

I mean, there's children that work in the Budweiser factory that fucking, you know,

they sleep on piles of hay, right? They pay them 29 cents a month. I don't know if that's true.

Maybe it's hops. I don't know what they sleep on. No, there's no people. There's no children.

There's no children working at Budweiser. That's, but paid man, he wouldn't invest in Budweiser.

If there was children there, I'm just going to go give me a couple of Budweagers.

We had protection issues. My wife's on steroids, one me.

She blew out her shoulder, making a smores. So she had human growth hormone.

I told her I'm going to say about that before I put my balls on some head.

I'm sorry. Believe it or not, I'm in a great mood.

Yeah, so I got these fucking, I got all these beers in my fridge.

What am I going to do? What am I supposed to do with them? I can't throw them out. I got body tense.

I got some millis. So I just have like one a night, right?

And then I have a home poor or fucking whiskey. That's all she wrote.

That's all she wrote. I barely even get buzzed off of that too.

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