Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Byrne. It's time for the Thursday afternoon just before Friday, Monday morning podcast and

I'm just checking in on you.

What's going on? Let me do that like I'm falling off a cliff and I woke up this morning,

I do, I do, I do, I do, I have the dumbest song in my head and I can't get it out and now I'm going to sing it to you.

So it will be stuck in your head. It's a very vengeful thing for me to do. It's something that, you know, pieces of shit guys do.

You know, if I'm going down, I'm taking you down with me and all those kinds of pieces of shit, you know, they do that.

The ladies, the ladies like to dabble in that. Well, fuck you. This isn't a relationship. At least I'm getting some of your t-shirts, right?

They're going to get something from it. Well, if this song is going to be stuck in my head, I'm sorry to say that it's going to be stuck in your head too.

All right, and I have given you a good, I've been talking about this for a good 18 seconds. That's plenty of time, even if you're driving in the car to hit pause and you're choosing not to.

Why do you do this to yourself? Why don't you just choose the road that's going to bring you true happiness?

Is it because you grew up and you watched people being abused and you felt like you didn't have a choice in life that this is the way it was?

You know what, that last 10 seconds is probably going to be worse than the song, but here it is.

When I need love, I hold out my hand and I touch love. It's something, it's something.

You know, I don't even know who sings that song. I don't think I've ever gotten past those first two lines of that song.

It always comes on. Session presents love songs from the 70s. Look at this one.

Well, I need love. It's to make my brown eyes blue.

Right? And you say, look at this fucking horse shit. And you start thinking about your childhood.

Next thing you know, you're on the phone with the operator. Can I get the lux edition?

Yeah, I still have a CD player in my car. Well, because I'm frugal, it's not because I'm failing.

And I resent you saying that. Of course, I still want the CDs.

Speaking of my old car, my car, I've had it since October of 2007. It's a 2008.

Oh, it was a brand new. It had it had fucking stars in its eyes. Right? Just stepped off the bus here in Hollywood with a piece of straw between its teeth like axle rose in the guns and roses video.

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