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 it on you. Just check it in to see how your week's going. This is never this never is nor is it ever meant to be an official podcast. All right.

I'm just fucking just just popping in real quick. A little fucking half hour.

You know? See now your workouts going. See now you drive home. Still went. Are you listening at work? Oh, you saw the pitch God bless you God bless you if you can get away with it.

I woke up today. Bo do do do and I've had this fucking song in my head and I might want to fast forward. I

forget how the lyrics go. It's up to Mike. So I'll give you a kiss after the lovin. But I do do. Bop beep beep. Bop. Bop. Who's saying that song?

That's one of those fucking guys.

Who's probably, you know, when he recorded it is younger than I am, but when I look how I'm going to look like he's 106.

It's the after the lovin lyrics. You guys remember that one? Oh, oh, Engelbert, Humbert, Dink. Engelbert, Humbert, Dink. Where the fuck is it?

The Millennium collection. The Millennial collection. Can we have a series of songs that are safe for everybody? Could that be okay?

Sorry, I got my shitty recorder on the road here. Just for the Millennials. Oh, so I sing you to sleep after the lovin with the song. I just wrote yesterday

and I hope you can hear what the world's end abusive. I don't know the rest of the fucking song goes. That's one of those songs. All you know is after the lovin.

You just sit there mumbling along. After the lovin, right? Oh, fuck. Oh my god, that just reminded me of a fucking joke I want to do.

Oh, wait a second. I got to write this down. Sweet, care, old-eye, fuck you, cunt. Red socks. I got one of the most stressful gigs. This is the last stressful gig I have all year.

I got past all the fucking press. You know what I mean? It's all the press I had to do for that fucking thing. You sit down. You're like, how's this gonna go? How's this one? How's that one gonna go?

You get all through it, right? I had a bunch of fucking, you know, I did that gig for the cops. The motorcycle cops in California. I got somehow got through that one. I wasn't sure how that was gonna go. That one ended up going great. I got one last fucking thing.

And once I get past this gig, I have nothing but comfort zone gigs for the rest of my year. Today, I'm on a roast. The retiring David Ortiz's number. And he wanted to have a roast for his charity.

And what's hilarious is I don't think he's gonna understand most of the shit. Like he, one of the comedians he was talking to said, you know, I went out, I laughed, one of the people laughed, but you talked real fast. I don't understand what a lot of it is. It's fucking.

Which I understand because if I went to the Dominican Republic and they started roasting me, I'd be like, eh, I just keep waiting for them. Roll hole. That's the word I'd be waiting for. They're talking about me.

Cabesa, Rojo, whatever the fuck they're gonna say. Oh, the cabesa. How the fuck you say it? I don't know. So, I got some good ones. I got some good ones. How do you roast David Ortiz? You know, fucking grocks there.

Pedroy is gonna be there. And you know, these are all athletes that play for Boston teams. So all of them have won championships. That's just how it is around here, people. This isn't like your towns.

We're roasting one of your local athletes. Three out of the four sports. You know, maybe you won one championship. It'd be a fucking joke.

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