Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burn, it's time for the Thursday afternoon just

before Friday Monday morning podcast. I'm just checking in on you. Just

checking in on you. How are you? How's your week going? Oh, don't worry. It's

almost over. It's Thursday, right? Don't you get paid on Thursday back in the

day? You did. You get that fucking check, right? That little piece of paper,

what the numbers on it? Then you go down on the bank, you're fucking you're right on

the back, you stick at the machine, and then the numbers say you got this number,

right? It's just a bunch of numbers. So it is. So it comes down to...

Um, I'm actually, I'm in a great mood. I got a great night's sleep last night.

Uh, went out and visited some friends of mine and drove home about 80 miles an

hour, 85, sometimes 90. Oh, I was cruising. And even when you know they fixed

the highways at night, you know, which totally makes sense. You can't do it during

the day, but you always get mad at night. You're like, Jesus, fucking Christ.

Even if there isn't traffic, they got an adventure traffic jam.

Right, and you get all fucking mad because they're fixing a highway.

They're fucking one-thirty in the morning when you should be in bed, right?

When the fuck else are they going to do it? That's why I just kept telling myself,

because I was getting mad. You know, I'd be cruising along. This is fucking great.

This is great. Look at this. Flying down the fucking highway, 90 fucking miles an hour.

You should be able to do this all the time. 24, 7. Get the population down,

where whenever I fucking want, I can jump on the highway. Happy in five minutes. Oh, wow!

Right over, right? And then all of a sudden you come over the hill and you see that

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