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

before Friday Monday morning podcast and I'm just checking in on you. I haven't

been able to do that in a while. You know why? Because so Freckles finally went to

the doctor. Doctor, doctor, give me the news. I got some pneumonia in my

Freckled lung. Sorry. Anyway, as promised, you know, I mentioned on the Monday

morning podcast that I felt a certain way about the way the lovely Nia was

or possibly was not taking care of me. Oh, we're back tracking a little.

Uh-huh. Go ahead. Yes. Well, I didn't want to just hit the ground running. I

wanted I wanted to give you a, you know, I'm teasing it here. Okay. I'm a

professional. Yeah. You know, there was, you know, a moment there.

I was a professional last hole. Well, you know, how there's a thing out there

that women say a lot is that guys or babies when they're sick and at one point

you said to me that you felt I was being dramatic and I'm laying in bed and I'm

thinking of myself like I have fucking pneumonia. Like, you first of all, I

didn't say that you're being dramatic. I said that you were having a pity

party and also this is before we knew that you had pneumonia. So can we just

jump in? Yeah. And what was my pity party? All right. I will explain that. See

first of all, just relax. No, I'm not relaxed. Oh shit. Come on here and defend

myself because I didn't listen to your old trash ass podcasts on Monday. But I

know what you said about me. Okay. I didn't say anything. Let me explain.

Oh, I said a few things. Um, let me explain a few things. Okay. Please do.

Because I'm a little confused over here. Yeah. You're very confused about a lot of

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