Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Byrne. It's the Monday morning podcast for Monday, December 22, 2014. How's it going?

Really? That's good. That's it, too. One more Monday. There's one more Monday after this one. All right.

We're down to our second to last time out here.

Before I do this podcast, right? I got nothing to talk about this week. You know why? Because all freckles is on fucking vacation.

All right. I'm not doing shit. I'm not doing it. I'm not doing for you. Don't want to fuck with beauty.

Because beauty is on vacation. You don't fuck with beauty. I'm not going to be vacation. But I'm going to kill you.

I have absolutely nothing to talk about because I've been in a fucking writer's room and I've had a lactic egg and I've been in the fucking bubble.

I have no idea what's going on in the world right now. Other than Sony leaks. If you're pretty freaking out about Sony leaks. Did you read any?

No, I didn't read any of the fucking things. Why would I read that? If somebody else was email, you fucking weirdo.

Just stand outside their window and rub your dick. You know, your piece of shit. If you read any of those fucking emails, that's all I'm saying.

Okay, because be honest with yourself. If somebody stole your fucking all your shit, you wouldn't be in trouble.

You wouldn't be a little nervous. You don't got a dick pick or a fucking or something.

You didn't look at something weird. Right? Eating trash. The fucking chick won't cubicle over because you want a fucker and she won't.

So you start saying she's a lesbian or she's frigid or some shit. You probably said it way worse than that. Right?

Now you're going to hold these people. You're going to hold these people accountable. These wonderful people over at Sony that make movies for your snot nose fucking kids to watch.

So you can go in the other room and fucking steal a fucking 20 minutes of sleep.

You know, maybe go walk out onto your balcony and fucking hustle a little smoke a little weed.

Why does that moment happen? Huh? Because of people like Sony making movies about fucking stereotypical characters on rugs flying around the Middle East. Right?

Talking planes and talking cars.

Fat people with no legs talking to computers.

All those fucking movies. It's because of people like them. And what do you do? You turn around.

You find out that their fucking emails are on the internet. And what do you do? You piece of shit. How do you repay them for shutting your fucking snot nose kid up for two and a half fucking hours, two hours, whatever?

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