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

Monday morning podcast that I'm doing on Saturday. So I'm not just checking in on you.

I'm just doing this one now, laying on my back in bed, fucking been sick as a dog.

No, it's not COVID. No, it's not monkey pox.

It might be scurvy. I've been on the road. I don't know what it is, but this has just been

kicking my fucking ass for the last couple of days. You know what's hilarious?

Was I went into the guest room because I didn't want to get my wife sick.

Slash my podcast studio, right? You know, right next to the garage and there's this old ass heater

in there and the fucking thing, the heater got stuck on 80 degrees and I couldn't shut it off.

I was like, it was like, I would go to 80 and I would go to turn it down and it would still say 80

and then it would show go down to like 71 and then when I let go of it, it would go back up to 80. So

I was like, what if I go past 80? Well, that unfreeze it, you know, this is my technical mind here

and go back down. So I fucking blew past it and went up to 90 and then I got stuck on 90.

So I'm out there by myself and it's just coming out. It's like there's literally a furnace

just blasting this hell's fire into this little ass room next to my garage and I'm out there

all by myself. I'm fucking sick as a dog. I'm so excited to be home and I want to hang out with

my kids and I can't do it because I don't want to get them sick. I can't hang out with my wife

and I'm just out there and now this heat is just fucking blasting down. So my wife is going to

bring something out unfortunately to me and I said good because the heater's busted

and she goes out there and I just went on a fucking nose clogged tirade about how fucking stupid

it is to own a house because I have every mother fucking thing from the front door lock

from day one, the front door locked in work. I had to replace that all the way out to my fucking

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