Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burran. It's time for the Monday morning podcast for Monday, July 31st, 2017. What's going on? How are you?

What's going on? Oh, Jesus Christ. How's your summer? Is it going to be a heat wave?

They heat coming back. Oh, my God, please try to stay inside the air conditioning. If you don't have air conditioning, please try to remember to keep your windows open and stick your head through the opening in the window, not in the solid part of the wall.

You know, when they do that shit on the news, they try to help old people not die in the summer heat.

What a fucking way to go. You live almost a century and you know, you've lived through the wars, you've lived through the depression, you've lived through the fucking New York in the 70s and all that.

What finally gets you a hot summer day? And you're just sitting there, what am I so swallowing for? And you just can't, you just can't get to the window.

It's like when you'd watch wrestling, right? And it's one of those tag team wrestling matches and the guy just can't get to his teammate to fucking slappers and a tag them in.

That's what it is. And they, that's it. They like their, they find them face down and wrestling trunks. The greatest generation stormed the beaches of Normandy, taken out by a fucking heat wave.

Does it every year? How many heroes? How many years people? Are we going to put up with the sun, taken another one of our heroes away?

I swear to God, you know, maybe if there was a different administration, they would handle the threat of the sun. Right?

Am I talking politics now? Is that what I'm doing? Let's talk politics. Why? Why do we keep fucking with this douche in Korea?

Why don't you just leave him alone? You know what I mean? It's like when you're on the subway and the crazy guy comes in the car.

You don't look at him. You don't start talking to him. Just fucking leave him alone.

Leave him alone. Here's nothing to, why don't they just let the fucking guy, you know, run his country the way he wants to run his fucking country, send some food in there, feed the fucking people.

Why does he have to have the same fucking ideas about strip malls that we do in order us for us to get along with them? Huh?

Haven't we proven that it doesn't matter what kind of government you have in the end there's going to be human beings running it so they're going to selfishly fuck the whole thing up anyways?

Who gives a shit if he's over there lighting off his fucking M80s? Let him do it.

The guy is clearly unbelievably insecure. He clearly is trying to somehow follow in the footsteps of his dad's giant fucking shoes, although he's probably smaller.

I don't know how tall those guys are over there, but whatever. Tall for over there, big shoes for North Korea, especially with all the lack of nutrition that's got a stunt to grow to your feedies there, right?

Why don't they just fucking, you know, we should like when he shoots something off we should just feed his ego.

There you go. Where to go the Kim Jong Il the second, whatever your fucking name is. Hey you fatty cakes. I was a good one.

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