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

before Friday Monday morning podcast and ah-ha-ha-ha, I'm checking in on you.

How are you? Oh, I'm sweating my balls off here in fucking New York City.

Jesus Christ, the last two times I came to New York, I really, I actually was just like,

you know, I could live back here. I like this. This is fucking nice. Now, came back with

this fucking bullshit. I don't know what happened to my, I used to stay in this part of the

city all the time. I can't even tell you how many fucking rats were running down the street.

The amount of goddamn fucking people that go, dude, what's going on in LA? Because all they

show in LA is a bunch of homeless people stabbing each other. I'm not saying that isn't happening.

But that is not indicative of what goes on when you walk down the fucking street. They

immediately go to downtown LA, they immediately go to the worst thing. I'm just on a random

fucking street, dude, the streets were alive with the sounds of rats running down the fucking

street. All you think that was missing was that fucking jerk off with the flute walking

them out of town into the East River or something. I was hanging out with my buddy last night,

right? I was on fucking West Coast time. We were sitting in this little park that I used

to sit in all the time. Not even there was a more of like a Ted concrete, but you know,

it was a place where they actually put benches and they actually let you sit down one of those

places. And there was so many fucking rats on the goddamn sidewalk. I mean, granted the trash

was out, but I lived in this neighborhood back in the day. There was nothing like this. Like,

even the crazy homeless people were fucking walking down the middle of the street. They were yelling

at the rats, but they were like, I am not fucking, I'm not going anywhere near those things.

I don't know. Kind of, I like, you know, it's a good thing, liking where you're at.

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