Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burr and I'm just chickening on for a Thursday afternoon.

Hope all is well. I hope you've enjoyed your last couple of days. I hope Tuesday and

Wednesday was everything that you thought it was going to be. You know, what was the

last time you look forward to a Tuesday or a Wednesday? You never do. You never do unless

you have the day off, which is why you have to go and kill your boss. Okay, and I think

there's not a jury in the world that would convict you. If you just said, listen, I just

wanted for once in my life to be able to look forward to a Tuesday and a Wednesday. You

know, and they would all put their heads to the side and they'd smile. Be like, you know

what, that person did that man deserve to die? Okay, not to be a showvoness, but I just

assumed the boss is a man, you know, with all the squak and from the feminists like, you

know, how they're not fucking, I don't know, I don't know what their problem is. You know,

there's not enough gum drops in their fucking ice cream every day. I think that's their

basis. I'm not going to start that shit again. And by the way, me and Neah had a great

time on Monday. Most people thought it was a great time. Enjoy this having a good time.

And then other people got a little sensitive. I thought you're a little bit too hard on

her. Did you? Did you really think I was a little hard? You think she couldn't take

it? She was fucking destroying me. You know, there's always one douche who just has to

take everything to fucking seriously. And for some reason, in this day and age, then

the whole world, the whole world will listen to one douchebag and think that it's a tsunami

of fucking human beings, a tsunami bill. I'm fucking riffing here every once in a while

the wrong fucking reference will come out. Ten people fucking complain and they'll act

like it's all a china. It's a dumb shit. Just like, I really think someone needs to look

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