Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burn. It's the Monday morning podcast from Monday, September 5th, 2011.

Happy fucking Labor Day!

Oh my god, Jeet, I can't believe it. It's the end of the summer.

No more dressing like a hooh.

I can already feel it. The bottom of my bum cheeks, they're not gonna be as tan.

The leaves are changing color, just like my ass.

Oh, how about a fucking round of applause for the drunk horses who spill wine coulors on their little white fucking koochi cutters?

Isn't that great?

Turns a little bit pink and they sit there with their club soda.

And it looks like they're trying to finger their clit, but they don't know where it is.

You know, they're just to the left a bit. I can't get the fucking stain off.

Masha, Masha, do you have another pair of fucking horse shorts that I can wear around the fucking beach and attract some of the dumbest fucking men possible?

And then I can bitch about my life and say that all I meet is assholes. Despite the fact I have my pussy lip hanging out.

Happy Labor Day, everybody.

And I was gonna tell you guys a little something about Labor Day, but there's nothing interesting about it. You know, in case you weren't if you're too lazy to go on to a wiki pede and look up Labor Day, evidently Labor Day is the United States federal holiday.

So called what?

And it was that's the first Monday of September. The history of Labor Day started in 1982.

That gives a fuck right? There was nothing in it. All I know is just basically it's supposed to celebrate the American worker.

You know that guy who used to make stuff in this country.

Remember that? Do you guys remember that shit back in the day?

When you have those guys dressed in their blue on blue dickies and you go to do something. You go to reach for a bottle of ketchup.

Or you go to, you know, grab your razor blade.

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