I'm just checking in on you.

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.

What's going on?

Just checking in on you.

How's your Thursday afternoon going?

Oh, Billy, Billy, Ballou.

He left Ireland, he left Dublin for four six and now I'm in London.

I flew into Afro.

Yeah.

The typical Heathrow experience is just I just don't fucking understand what the problem is with that goddamn airport.

I hate that fucking airport.

I love it because I'm going to London, but I hate it when I get there.

I was flying from Dublin to London, which is like flying from fucking LA to San Francisco essentially.

Nice, easy flight.

You're on Southwest.

They're doing stand-up.

You're waiting for it to be over and by the time they finished their routine, they're already landing and they've begun where they're we're now landing routine.

Where they imitate fucking C3PO and fucking Darth Vader.

What is that those people are trying to do over there?

Anyways, I guess they feel like there's a lot of nervous flyers over there and for some reason bad stand-up comedy is the thing.

I guess then you're not afraid to die because you're like, well, at least if the plane crashes, I don't hear the end of this routine.

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