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

podcast from Monday, August 3rd, 2020. What's going on? How are you? How are you

everybody? You're feeling mellow, man. You know something I got to fucking

this song in my head. Anytime I watch the Houston Rockets and I see James

Harden. Every time I see him, all I think is me and Mrs. Jones. We got to

think going on. That dude looks just like Billy Paul. And I know it's wrong. Every

time I see him. I mean, I know I'm watching Hoop, but all I'm thinking is me. Mrs. Jones.

Mrs. Jones. Mrs. Jones. What is that song about? Is it about the obvious? Is the

dude fucking around? You know, having an affair or as someone suggested on the

internet, he's talking about getting high. Oh, shit. Is there like two meetings?

Mrs. Jones. You know, you got a Jones. We're going to meet the same time, you

know, tomorrow, even though we know it's wrong. Right? Anyway, I got to be honest.

I actually am really been enjoying the NBA games with the virtual crowd. You

know, I think it's all right. The NBA was like notorious for constantly

cutting to famous people sitting on the side of the fucking in the crowd. Like who

gives a fuck? You know, holy shit, it's it's the guy from the phantom, phantom of

the opera. Look at him. He doesn't like that call. Why do I give a shit? I know

it was a much hockey yesterday, but somehow I ended up missing. I missed all of

it. And my broans lost to the flyers. And some can't set me a fucking email from

Philly. Because what else would they be doing other than celebrating a fucking

hockey win in August? Fucking douchey even brought up the Eagles. It's just like,

why would you do that to a Patriots fan? We won six. You know, I don't understand

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