Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burnett. It's time for the Thursday afternoon just before Friday Monday morning podcast and I'm just checking it on you.

I'm just checking in on you. But I just did Kansas City. Kansas City. Kansas City. Here I come.

Out here in Kansas City, I just did this amazing ampie theater outside the crowd was absolutely fucking amazing.

There was a whole bunch of people and people were just, you know, they weren't all licked up, you know, they're having a good time but like, you know, people shouting at the stage a little bit but it was all fun stuff.

And I just had a blast. I just want to thank everybody for coming out. And, you know, I was joking on stage about how I struck out trying to get a smoothie.

That's my move when I'm on the road, you know, I get the smoothie for breakfast that way I don't become Billy fat tits out here, you know, start out with bacon and eggs, you got the salt and you want some sugar, you start with the pancakes and you take a fucking sugar nap 10 minutes later or I go out.

And I get a smoothie that doesn't have a bunch of sugars in it. I don't go to one of those fucking, you know, the chick smoothie place, you know, the silly straws and all of that. I go to the

the ones where they have the gross shots that you, that you drink and they're supposed to fucking help you liver whatever the hell they tell you to do. I try to go to those ones.

Whatever they are, they've been working for me. So I sort of like, you know, Google where to go or ask the fucking robot chick in the phone where to go.

It tells me this place right up the street. So go up the fucking street and it says it's open, right? So I go up there. I go up there. It's fucking closed. And the sign on the door says it should be open.

It's just locked and I'm looking in there. I'm trying to figure out what the fuck's going on. So I lose my shit. I always, you know, and then I find out there's another place up the way about a quarter mile away.

So I go, fuck it, whatever. That'll be whatever. Half a mile away from my hotel, half mile back. I just walked a mile in on drink a smoothie who gives a shit quit your whining, right?

Be happy you have a show fair enough, right? So I fucking walk over there. The juice thing is inside of a whole foods. And I go into the whole foods, right?

And I had like some sort of sign there that was like passively aggressively trying to tell you to get the vaccine.

At least that's why I read it. I don't know what.

And you know, I go in there and the dude behind the fucking counter is his is his back. It's weird because he surrounded on three sides where people can approach him.

So he's just facing that one wall.

You know, that doesn't have a counter. And I'm standing on one of the side counters. So I'm looking at like a perpendicular to him so I can see the side of his face.

He's fucking sneezing. As I walk up, I see the guy's fucking sneezing. I'm in Missouri. These people don't give a fuck about COVID generally speaking. So he's fucking sneezing.

My God, Jesus. Of course, he sneezes. I hope he washes his head. Then he sneezes again. And I come around the side. I'm getting to the side of him, right? Like that NFL camera. You know what they spin around the fucking hotel.

I'm walking around the side like that. And I see him spit into the fucking trash barrel. Like he hocked up a fucking Lougey as they used to say back in the day.

Then he sneezes again, blows his nose and then takes two index fingers with the brown napkin and fucking shoves it up as nostrils spinning the thing. And I just go, Jesus fucking Christ.

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