Hey, what's going on is Bill Burr. It's time for the Thursday afternoon just before Friday

Monday morning podcast and I'm fucking pissed. And I'm checking in on you. God damn internet's

not working. I can't get it. I swear to God. I swear to God. You know, I'm going to

go back to 1995 right before all of the laptops and all of that shit came in. Didn't

you have a cell phone right? Just walking around. You know, with my dad down to a fishing

hole but up up up up up up up up, boob, boob, boob, boob, boob, boob, boob, boob.

Like how long is this good? You don't feel like fucking a week my phone wasn't ringing. I

couldn't figure it out. I went on the internet. I found, I looked for all of this shit.

Go into your settings. Click on this. I could never find fucking anything. And I found

I somehow put it on do not disturb

Which involves swiping your screen up somehow and I'd have to hit a button

And I you know what probably happened. I probably I don't know what lifted my leg to tie my shoe while my phone was in my pocket

And then there's that bullshit for the whole friggin weekend

You know and the overall scope of global problems. It's probably not that big before I'm sitting

On this spinning marble that they got not sure when people talk about it

What what fucking asshole comes up to me and talks about some space thing that they watched

And how small and insignificant the fucking earth is

One more person tells me that shit I

Get it space is big and we're small all right, so

What do you want to do

Getting kicked in the ball still hurts, right?

So what's the point anyways the lovely nia is here nia pick up a microphone all right?

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