Glengarry Previews, NBA Horror Show, Neighbor Issues | Monday Morning Podcast 3-10-25

Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burr and it's time for the Monday Morning Podcast. For Monday, March 10th, 2025, what's going on? How are ya? How's it going? March 10th, holy shit.
Holy shit. Previews start tonight for Glenn Gary, Glenn Ross.
Saturday night, we did our first show in front of like about 900 people and I don't know could not have gone better I was so amazed watching all all my castmates like thinking about where they're where they were you know six weeks ago versus this amazing stuff that it became I'm not saying it wasn't good from the beginning but you know you know what i'm saying um and just hearing where all the laughs were and everything and everybody was very happy crowd was very happy cast was happy people producing it were very happy directors and everything so So we're off.

We're off.

So next week we just have rehearsals

and then we have premieres at night.

And then I think next week

we just get into the regular schedule

where I just have premieres at night.

So I don't know what the hell

I'm going to do with myself.

All that free time back.

I'll just sit around here being fucking lonely. I'm going to take a break.

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I'm going to take a break. I'll just sit around here being fucking lonely.

I am FaceTiming the hell out of my family,

but Jesus Christ.

The other night I was just sitting here.

We rehearsed all day and then we ran the thing.

And I came back to my little corporate apartment here and I was fucking just like, what am I what am I going to do? Fucking lonely here. So just ended up like.
It's funny, I don't want to get involved in the politics of the New York comedy scene but like

I was trying to find a comedy show to go do where there was a comedian that I knew you know because I haven't lived here in almost 20 years right so I start checking out all of these different comedy clubs around town and I'm looking them up and I'm trying to go to their website and I keep ending up on the website of the New York Comedy Club.

And they're doing that douchey thing where like, you know, I was looking for Gotham Comedy Club. And then like they have in New York Comedy Club has in their search, you know, Gotham's number one comedy club.
So you end up on their on their on their website. It's fucking dirty pool, man.
So I ended up going down

to, uh, it was weird. I felt like, remember in the Blair Witch where they just kept coming back to the same part in the woods? That's what it's like searching a comedy show in New York city.
No matter what comedy club you look up, you end up at the New York comedy clubs fucking website. Anyway

So I ended up going down to the

Gotham comedy club and they had their main room upstairs and they have the one downstairs. So I ended up doing, uh, ended up doing a spot there and, uh, hanging out with, uh, Chris Mazzilli, who I've known, Jesus Christ, I've known him since I came to New York.
So we had a great time catching up. And so I figured that that's what I'm going to end up doing.
You know, what's funny is the Chelsea Hotel is right next to the Gotham Comedy Club. And I was actually thinking about spending a weekend there just to fucking do it because it's such an iconic hotel.
And it's one of those ones like back in the day you know before all these never-ending wars before banks took over like our money supply and took us off the gold standard so you could actually people could actually like live you know what i mean and you could like live at the chelsea hotel which now to live at a fucking hotel in Manhattan, I mean, you'd have to be one of these fucking billionaires. Right.
But back in the day, I mean, they have like, like mailboxes there and all these amazing actors and artists and everybody had lived there. Some dark shit there.
I believe that's where Sid Vicious and Sid and Nancy met their end. I think, I don't know.
I don't remember. Um, but anyway, I wanted to go down and stay there or whatever.
But, um, I don't know if that's a, that's the weird thing about like, I hope we can get back to that. Like when I was a kid, like if you like how it worked, if you were like working class, the rule was your rent or your mortgage was one week's pay.
That's what it was. And and but if you move to like New York, it was it was OK for it to be two weeks pay because New York was always expensive.
Right. And now I don't know what now.
Now I'm meeting all these people on the road. They're fucking working 40 hours a week for a month and they can't make it, which is really bad for this country because then people have to get a second job and that's less time you can spend with your kids and they need you.
So hopefully they will fix that. Um, not holding my breath anyway, plowing ahead.
So last night we did the first, um, the first, uh, run through in front of the crowd and went great. I had some friends come out and stuff and, um, be dropping names all over the place.
My first acting teacher, Peter Kelly from the Harrison project way back in the day, way back 30 fucking years, 1994, I started taking classes with him. He surprisingly showed up and we had a great time getting caught up and laughing about the old days.
It was like a perfect night. And then, um, you know, I went out with some friends, got a burger and then just walked into this sports bar and the fucking Celtics Lakers is on, right? So it's the second half.
Go in there, the Celtics are up by like 17, 18, 19 points. And it's like the third quarter.
And I say to both my friends, I go, this is going to be a two-point game in five minutes, right? And, of course, you know, I don't understand the psychological makeup you have to watch a fucking NBA game. I just don't get like all of these fucking games now.
Like, I swear to God, NFL football, no game is over. It's never over.
None of them are ever over. It's weird.
That's not the way the games used. I know they've made all these rule changes and stuff, but I don't know.
I don't know what the fuck I'm watching anymore. So we're up by 17, 18 points.
It gets down to 16. It gets down to 15, gets down to 13.
And we're like, all of a sudden we've gone cold. It's a game of runs, dude, right? All of a sudden we go cold.
But we're still launching up threes. It's like you've gone cold I watched this guy in the Celtics

It's like you've gone cold. I watched this guy in the Celtics.
It's like there's nobody in front of him. Nobody in front of him.
He could just walk to the elbow and take like a whatever that is, a 12 footer or something. Right.
What the fuck does he do? Launches a three clank. You know, and then all of a sudden you know the announcers oh my goodness gracious roger clemens is coming back this doing that shit and and then like this whole idea that the entire nba the way that they've built their brand like charles barkley was talking about how, it was like, why are the Lakers getting all this attention? He said Cleveland and Oklahoma have been balling the whole fucking year.
Lakers have been good for two weeks, and now nobody's talking about Cleveland or Oklahoma, right? So somebody wrote in the comments, who gives a fuck about Cleveland and Oklahoma, and I wanted to be like what you just proved his point that's what's wrong with the NBA product is fans are like conditioned that only like a few teams compete you know like that's that's what it is like Cleveland doesn't matter Oklahoma doesn't matter. All of these fucking teams, like it's Miami matters.

Lakers matter.

Golden State matters. You know, just like that whole stupid trade.
That the Dallas Mavericks get rid of their fucking star player because he doesn't make. I don't know.
I feel like he doesn't make the NBA any money in Dallas. And it's way better for the owners with revenue sharing if he pairs up with LeBron.
But it is kind of funny, like the Lakers, like for successful as they are, they just do not have an ability to manufacture their own stars. The last fucking person that they had was Magic Johnson.
1980 was the last time they fucking drafted the right guy. Everybody else has been a fucking, uh, you know, some sort of move.
I know a lot of you youngsters are going, what about Kobe Bryant? Kobe Bryant got drafted by the Charlotte Hornets and then straight up said, I'm not playing there. And the NBA said, OK, like, what does that tell Charlotte's fan base? Oh, we're never going to be good.
We're not allowed to be good. It's really strange.
So anyway, and then just listen to these fucking announcers selling me this game and just going Luke is definitely hurt he's he is not anytime he missed a shot he is not moving he is in pain it's like it's March everybody's hurt how many times you gonna make excuses for this fucking guy so I'm sitting there like if I could have literally just if I wasn't with other people I would have got up and walked out of the bar just watching that it's like I don't need this fucking anxiety and then the officiating the fucking officiating is like this fucking guy on the Lakers right he's got the ball he's down low dribbles out to the three-point line I think it was Luca stops dribbling around, and then starts dribbling again. And I'm like, he fucking, he picked up his dribble, right? Nothing.
And I'm not saying this is like preferential treatment to the Lakers. This is like league-wide.
Like when I was a kid, when you first started playing organized basketball, like in my school, it was like fourth or fifth grade, like the dad officiating the game would have called that. Like you wouldn't miss that.
How do you miss the guy with the ball picked up his dribble and started dribbling again? It was so obvious, but they didn't blow the whistle.

Even the announcers are going like, I think he picked up his dribble.

It's fucking bizarre.

They don't call traveling.

The whole thing is just, it's weird.

It's like a shoot around.

I don't know.

The whole game is just, I don't know.

It's kind of like passed me by. But the thing an nba game that i've never been able to handle is just how i am this this here is not shitting on professional basketball this is just me i can't fucking handle being up by 20 points and five minutes later it's a nail biter i i just don't need that i don't need that in my life am fucking wound up enough as it is.
I've had enough disappointments in life. I don't need to fucking every...
I mean, an NBA game moves the same way as like a horror script. Like a movie, a horror movie, you know? Or it starts off, oh boy, we got a new house.
Isn't this great? Oh, look at this swing out back. Gee, honey, we really did it.
Right. Then you meet your first weirdo neighbor.
All of us, you know, leads down to fucking 16. All of a sudden the swing in the backyard starts swinging.
Nobody's on it. Leads down to 12.
Right. And then the fucking guys coming up the goddamn stairs with the axe and you're only up by two.
Every fucking guy. I can't.
I don't do horror movies and I don't watch NBA games. I just, the way I am.
I had like Tourette's when I was in that bar. I was just saying, yeah, launch another fucking three.
There you go. Nobody underneath.
Well, the analytics say, the analytics say that you just, you know, you just live and die by the three. That's what you do.
You just keep shooting the analytics. Well, physics says, if you fucking, I don't know if it's physics, logic says, if you're not fucking shooting well, stop shooting fucking threes.
I wonder if that would work. If this is just overly simple in my overly simple brain.
If I was an NBA coach, I'd be like, all right, listen, we're going to do what the fuck everybody does. We're going to go out there.
We're going to launch 48 threes and take one layup if it's there in the first quarter. All right.
Here's the thing. If we're not hitting our threes, get inside the arc.
Get inside the arc. I got this concept.
If you're cold, why don't you try to take shots closer to the basket? All right? You start feeling it again. Go out to fucking, go out to the boonies and get back out to the three-point land.
You start hitting your threes early. You're hitting your threes early.
We fucking bury them. We're up by fucking 12 after first quarter.
They start coming back. We get cold.
Get inside. Get inside of it.
A three-pointer is only one more point than a two-pointer. Do I have to tell you that? Feed somebody down low.
Take a fucking eight-footer, you dumb cunts. Nope, just keep shooting the threes.
Just drink, you know, cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger, fucking insane.

No strategy.

No strategy whatsoever.

You just go down, nobody underneath, don't wait for your teammates,

get an open look, take it, take it.

Doesn't matter, doesn't matter.

Go back down, do it again.

You know, one of them's going to go in.

And it's worth three whole points.

Do you understand that? Three whole points. You don't want that garbage shit.
It's like those people who shop at Air One, who don't realize that that's the same exact food that you buy at Ralph's, minus one ingredient, or Trader Joe's. You're eating the same fucking shit.

It's just more expensive.

All right, Bill, shut the fuck up.

Okay, I get it.

I get it.

I just, I don't know.

I miss the creativity

in the painted area.

I miss the double pump,

reverse layup.

I miss people going in

and dunking on two people. There he is.
Eight foot nine behind the three point arc. He launches it up.
Do you know what kills me? Everybody freaks out. You see a hundred three pointers a game and people still freak out every time somebody takes a three pointer.
People are all like, it's one more point. Like, I don't understand what you're doing.
Like they make it look like it's the difference between a touchdown and a field goal. Anyway, so I watched the MotoGP.
Old Billy Lonely. W woke up this morning

and I watched the fucking race

Mark Marquez

Jesus Christ

the guy did the trifecta

he won the pole position

he won the sprint

12 points on Saturday

and then he won the actual race

on Sunday

for 25 more points

dude's got 30

he won all the points

Thank you. on Saturday, and then he won the actual race on Sunday for 25 more points.

Dude's got 30, so he won all the points, 37 points. He's up by 11 on his brother Alex, and he's up by, what is it, 14 on his teammate Peckle.
I don't know.

The most exciting part of the race was he came out of a turn, and I don't know what he did. It was like he slowed down on purpose.
He's worried about the tire pressure. I didn't see far enough into it.
He let his brother get in front of him. He just sort of cruised behind him for like the next 15 laps, and then finally said, all right, little brother, this thing and then that was it because then once he got in front of him he immediately had the same comfortable lead that he had before he slowed down so i don't know what was going on but um mark marquez riding for the factory ducati team is uh looking like Like, I mean, this is just going to be a wire-to-wire thing.
I mean, I don't know. I don't know how Pecco handles that.
Because if Mark keeps doing this, what he did this weekend, let's say he does that again in Argentina. Then all of a sudden, Pecco's got to be feeling like, what the fuck? All of a sudden, you know, I'm just the teammate.
And will he be able to handle that? I have no fucking idea. I don't know how it works.
But, I don't know, some interesting thing. Pedro Acosta crashed.
I really like the way that kid rides, but that was a problem he had last year, crashing out of races. He was able to get the bike started again, and he did get some points, but I'm a big fan of his.
And then there's another new rider, this Japanese kid. Let me see.
I don't know his name yet. I thought I wrote it down here in my notes, but I never look at the notes.
I never look at the notes. Oh, I didn't write it down.
What did I do? Did I take a picture? I don't know. He was like in fifth place, I think.
I don't know. It's interesting.
And then the defending champ, Mir, was saying that Honda's going to be good this year.

So we'll see.

I hope it is.

I hope it's not just like the Ducati's continuing to dominate.

But if it is, I'm hoping there's some back and forth with Peko and Mark.

We shall see.

We shall see. So, anyway.

What the fuck is going on with this phone?

OK, Ogura, that's his name. Sorry, just had a sneezing fit.

Had to get pause here and hear it. Fuck.
All right. I think that was it.
All right. Anyway, So I'm back into that.
And then I want to see Lewis Hamilton driving a Ferrari. I got to get into that.
I don't know when that starts. But oh, my God.
And then also my fucking Bruins. Holy shit.
Who admittedly... Fuck.

Admittedly.

I'm not hitting pause.

I'm one of those people.

My wife said it the other day.

I don't sneeze, but when I do, I sneeze like 50 times in a fucking row.

It's embarrassing, but I don't know what it is.

But I'm sure one of you online doctors can tell me what my condition is.

You don't have enough rutabaga in your diet, dude.

Have you tried the rutabaga diet? Anyway, fucking Bruins. Trading away Brad Marchand, that was hard.
That was fucking tough. I get it from a business standpoint because Because we weren't going to be good.
Anytime soon.

So if we signed him.

I think he wanted a three year deal.

If we signed him.

It would tie up a bunch of money.

And we would just be bad.

And I don't know.

I'm happy for him going to Florida. Because he's with the contender.

Defendant.

Stanley Cup champ.

Spended the finals two years in a row.

So. I don't know.
But that sucks. I wanted him to retire a Bruin.
Also, by the way, I can't believe he's 36. I thought he was like 31.
Time just flies. But whatever, hats off to Brad Marchand.
What a fucking career he had with us. Without a doubt, one of the all-time great Bruins.
And like I said, I'm really happy that he's going to a contender. But, you know, and then Charlie Coyle.
Where did he go? Where did they send him? Toronto? Kids from Weymouth playing for the Bruins. It all made sense.
I don't know. So I guess we're rebuilding.
But just seeing where the team went. All these guys.
Dabrowski's gone. All of these guys are gone.
We'll see. But, you know, I believe in the front office.
We'll see what happens. All right.
And with that, let's... No, wait.
One of them went to... I think Charlie went to the Avalanche.
That's where he went. I don't know, I've been doing this acting shit here, so I'm out of the loop here.
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Well, you know something?

I got to tell you, before I sign off here and I'll do the second half tomorrow morning.

That's why, like, you know, when you start buying guns, you know, you start playing out all the scenarios in your head.

Right?

So, you know, you got to have a gun.

Come on, gun people.

You got to write in.

You got to have a gun near where you're sleeping or what's the fucking point. Right.
But then you start thinking, I used to do a bit about this. Right.
What if I'm taking a shit right now? I need I got it. What if you're taking a shit, you're a little backed up, it's taking longer than you thought,

you hear the guy come in the door and you're on the shitter, you got no fucking weapon.

Right, now you're a little backed up, it's taking longer than you thought, you hear the guy come in the door and you're on the shitter,

you got no fucking weapon.

Right? Now you got a little shotgun in the bathroom.

I went over a guy's house one time,

he had a shotgun, he was a gun guy,

he had a shotgun mounted right to the fucking bathroom,

right next to the toilet.

And, uh,

I gotta be honest.

Like,

I was,

I was like,

I get that.

I never felt so safe taking a shit in my life.

Um,

and then you gotta be like,

well,

what if he fucking overpowers me and throws me in the linen closet?

You know what I mean?

Like,

I feel like if you're like a gun person, you're not just going to stop. You're not just going to stop with the bedroom, right? But if you got kids, it's a little crazier.
But like, let's just say, you know, it's you and your woman or your boyfriend or your they or whatever, whatever. Whatever it is that, like, you know, that you need to have on your journey,

whatever the fuck your situation is,

if you don't have kids there,

after a while, you got a gun.

So obviously it's in your head that somebody's going to fucking come into your house,

the neighborhood or whatever.

You're paranoid or you just like them. There's no way you're stopping at one, right? What if I'm downstairs? What if I'm upstairs? What if I'm fucking crocheting in this rocking chair? You start taping a pistol underneath it? I want gun people.

Does that make you more paranoid?

Because the preparation for it,

and also, you know, the law of attraction.

You start preparing for shit.

Like, you know, they always say,

prepare for success.

You're like, prepare for a home invasion.

I wonder, too, if nobody ever comes in and you have all those guns at the end of your life if you're a little disappointed like all those people that have died since the Lions have won a championship. You're just like all my life I rooted for the fucking Lions and they never won it.
And then you're like a gun person just all my life I've gone to the fucking gun range. I played laser tag.
I've gone hunting. I've taken a fucking special forces, you know, those things that they do for like dads.
It's like the guitar center for gun owners. You know, you can go to like Vegas and they'll fucking teach you like some special op shit.
You did all of that to be prepared. And no one ever had the decency to come through your fucking front door uninvited.
And your wife starts nagging at you. I told you they were going to be a waste of money.
I said you had. Oh, you got more guns than I got shoes.
Anyway. All right.
I'm going to take a break here and then I will finish the podcast uh tomorrow morning you don't need to know that because i'll just edit it together all right all right all right i'm back i'm back yeah why do i say that it just fucking edited together and shut up bill um i'll tell you what's killing me is i just you know when when when the iPhone puts together a collection of your pictures and then puts a song underneath it. That whole weird thing that it does.
Calls it memories. For some reason, it just does that.
So, of course, I click on it and it's playing that John Denver song. john denver song sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy now that fucking song is going to be in my head for the rest of the day i don't know any line after that song after that line in the song and i'm just going to sing that all day long but i actually think that that's a i think it's a really sad song i've never really gotten through it but it like it starts off typically i don't know i always found his music was disturbing it was like you ever watch like a movie where somebody comes into a town and everybody's smiling and being friendly, but you find out later that they're all fucking in a cult or they're like witches or some shit, if you watch dumb movies like I do? That's what his music feels like.
It feels like the soundtrack to a movie like that. On the surface, it's this really positive, happy, like, wow, honey, I can really see us settling down and building a life here.

And then you find out everybody there is doing some sort of devil worship.

That's how I feel about John Denver's music.

My God, I'm a country boy.

Everybody's doing that minor jig.

Acting like they didn't just murder 100 native americans so they could make their claim i'm a 49er um your insurance question all right here we go we got the questions here uh hey hey billy baby balls um listening to you have to defend yourself about not wanting to get rear-ended and possibly get screwed by a dishonest guy.

It's wild you had to explain that, by the way.

Yeah, thank you.

Thank you.

I thought I was going crazy.

But, you know, we're living in a crazy time.

We've always been living in a crazy time. but now it's just like overtly crazy like you know you watch an NBA game and the star of the game double dribbles in front of everybody on television and in order to double dribble obviously you have the fucking ball so everybody in the fucking building is looking at you and they don't even call it.
How does an NBA referee miss a double dribble? It's fucking beyond me. It's fucking beyond me.
They called that shit in fourth grade. No one misses a double dribble.
You're dribbling, you stop, and then you dribble again. There's no way to miss it.
It's literally, it takes like four seconds to pull it off. Thousand one, thousand two, and he dribbles again.
Wait, you know what it is, is during that thousand one, thousand two, so much time went by since he dribbled those two seconds.

I forgot. I couldn't remember if he had dribbled before.
It's fucking unreal.

Have you ever seen that LeBron dunk when he goes across half court, stops dribbling, takes three long steps and then like five quick.

And then he fucking dunks it. He was playing rugby.
He was just running with the fucking ball. He should have just slid.
You know, they slide for whatever reason. He should have just slid into the front row.
I don't know. It's strange.
All right. This person said, I've been an insurance adjuster for a few years for a major carrier.
And depending on the state, the claimant has up to two to three years to report the claim. Or two-thirds of a year.
That's what it is.

Obviously, the sooner you report it, the better because it'll need less intense investigation. But legally, you're able to take your time a bit.
Side note, absolutely. That guy was planning to run and just never respond.
I get giving the working guy a break, but why did the other email jack off not assume the guy that got hit isn't also a working guy? Sounds like a projection. 100%.
100%. To get you guys caught up, somebody wrote in, was talking about somebody rear-ending him and then being like, hey man like hey man like you know i don't think we have to put this through the insurance companies man and then he just kept promising that he was going to take care of the guy's bumper and he doesn't all right so i was going like yeah that guy's a piece of shit so somebody you know, what the fuck, man? You're going to like fucking come down on the working man, man.
I mean, he hits your bumper. Like, that's what they're there for.
Yeah, that was a piece of shit sticking up for a piece of shit. And then this person goes on the letter, goes on to say, fuck the billionaires, especially the insurance douches.

Well, that's weird because you work in that industry.

So how does that work?

Well, I work in show business.

Look at all the fucking horrible things that's happened in this business.

Maybe you're one of the good ones.

Love you.

Say it back.

All right.

Well, thank you for fucking sticking up for me.

I thought I was losing my mind um all right suit measuring tape hey billy the fabulous elderly workout influencer well you know when you're an elderly workout influencer the great thing is you get to show people your results with your shirt on. Let's see.
I just wanted to let you know, in a recent podcast, you were talking about the measuring tape you recently purchased was showing higher than normal numbers for your measurements. Once upon a time, I worked at a men's suit store, and typically the waist size of your jeans ranged anywhere from two to four inches lower than your actual waist size that tape or slacks for a suit would show for instance if you were 34 waist and jean your waist for slacks would be 36 38 because jeans stretch and slacks typically do not hope this helps in your judgment of yourself and your shirtless yoga p.s go for fuck yourself um yeah i mean listen the tape doesn't lie the jeans It's so stupid.
I feel like the jeans are in business with the people that poisoned our food supply and then big pharmaceutical. That's the triangle of death.
all right you buy a pair of 34 inch jeans and you can wear them until you're a 39 inch waist

and then you're like oh well i went up to 35 36 inch jeans i need to lose two inches and it's like

no you need to lose like seven that's where i ended up you know but you don't notice because your jeans have an elastic band on them now so they just keep stretching stretching stretching right and then meanwhile you're filling your fucking gut up with this fucking

poison. And then now what? Now you need big pharmaceutical.
There you go. And then you go

into the hospital and then they don't cure you. They keep you alive.
And then you die.

And you weren't able to work because you were so fucking sick and you accrued a bunch of debt

and the credit

card companies aren't going to eat that they pass that on to your loved ones um so what's the moral of the story start wearing slacks all right neighbor wants to to store you know what the fucking the slacks version of the the elastic waist is suspenders i don't think i've ever seen somebody in shape wear suspenders it's always been a fat fuck i remember there was a moment where they were like in style it was really bad at least in new england it was and these guys would come to work

with green suspenders that had blue whales on them like they were fucking five-year-olds it was a really weird time that preppy look with the boat shoes and the effeminate like polo colors It was really weird.

Fucking sweaters, horn-rimmed glasses.

All right.

Arguably, when it came to, like, bosses, that era, bosses had the most punchable faces, you know, in the history of bosses, I would say. In the 80s, if you had a boss that was into the preppy look and he's wearing those yellows pinks those pastel colors and the dumb fucking sweater and his horn-rimmed fucking glasses and his boat shoes with khaki pants and you had to go to work and whatever that guy told you to do you had to do there was just no way as a man that you didn't think like I mean it's a cubicle.

It's stupid like the walls start at the floor

like a normal wall but they don't meet the

ceiling so like what am I giving up here?

Popping your head up like a whack-a-mole

trying to see where that cunt was

watching him work his way

through the maze of failed dreams sorry all right neighbor wants to store clamped uh motorcycle in my property what does clamped mean i know like i remember hearing on one of those car shows he was talking he was underneath the car saying boxed and blah, blah, blah. It had something to do with welding.
I don't know what clamp means. I think it means a do-it-yourself car.
Fuck. I don't have time to fucking look it up.
Dear Bill Petit Burr, no, Bill Trot Grand. Long time fan and a listener here.
I have a situation that I wanted to ask for your thoughts. My neighbor recently asked me if he could store his motorcycle in the porch, in front of my house.
On the porch, you mean? When I asked him what was the reason, he mentioned that he couldn't afford to get the clamp removed.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's like a Denver boot, what they used to call those things.

Yeah, when you park and they fucking put the thing on.

And if it stays on the street, he can get fined or taken away.

He didn't want to give more details apart from that he needed it to be for three months.

He also said that I'm not using the space in the front of my house so it shouldn't be a problem. While adding, you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
The fact that he's talking about the space in front of your fucking house, fuck this guy. Right before that sentence, I'd be like, all right, this is the deal.
You just got to be like, all right, man, I'll do you a solid. But literally, this is the date.
Let's look on our calendar. See this date? You see this at eight in the morning, this fucking hunk of shit is going back.
It's getting off my property. I would do that until he said, you know, you're not using the space in front of your house, so it shouldn't be a problem.
You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. He's not going to scratch your back.
Fuck this guy. I was a bit thrown off, to be honest.
And as he's always seen to be a nice guy, volunteering to do things, I told him I'd think about it and come back. I spoke to a few people about it, discussing if I'm a bad person for not feeling comfortable with this, especially when it's for so long.
I tried to rationalize it, but I do not really want to have someone else's clamped motorcycle on my property in front of my house. Yeah, tell him that.
Just say, listen, you know, I think I would have done it until you suggested, you know, you got that front of your house and I'm not using it. That made me feel weird and uncomfortable.
Made me feel like you're not a good person. Like, just be direct with the guy.
Like, what do you care? What do you what do you give up? Honestly, give a fuck unless this guy has felonies and he's going to get physical with you and then you don't need that shit. Then you just say no.
You don't have to be honest. But like, why do you give a fuck about this guy's feelings? You know? And I don't mean you.
I'm actually talking about myself too. Like, why are we this polite? Anyway, he continues and says, I've tried to rationalize it, but I don't really want to.
A bit of a background. He also has a car in a work van that he asked me a year ago if he can park on the street in front of my house, which I did not mind.
Yeah, this guy's like a fungus. The other day he asked me why I haven't come back to him for a few days with a spot, and I politely told him that it's way too long and unfortunately won't be able to help him on this very nice good work he got very upset and started yelling saying that he has always he's always been willing to drop everything for me and he is now in a bad mood so going forward to not call him or ask him for anything.

Fun fact, I don't actually have his number or asked him to do anything apart from suggestions

as he is an electrician and a handyman.

Well, you are asking him his advice on some shit.

I mean, but I don't think that that means

that he now has to stick his fucked up motorcycle on you,

leaned against you. Why can't he put it on his property? He doesn't have any room on his property.
What do you think? Initially, I felt bad about it. But after the last interaction, especially when he was yelling at me in front of my two-year-old child, I felt less about it.
Dude, I think you grew up in a fucked up house. I think you did.
The fact that you're questioning yourself on this. You're 100% right.
Did you grow up with people screaming and yelling around you so it seems normal or giving you a guilt trip? Fuck this guy. Apologies for the way too long email and looking forward to seeing you in April on Glengarry Glen Ross.
All the best to you and your family and go clamp yourself. No, dude, you're 100% right.
Fuck this guy. Fuck this guy.
And you don't need to escalate shit, but that's one of those things, you know. I mean, I feel like, buddy, if you ever yell at me like that again in front of my two-year-old child, I mean, this guy's a fucking piece of...
You know what you have for a neighbor? You have a dirt bag. I mean, Jesus Christ.
Let's look at the details. He yells at you in front of your two-year-old kid.
All right. He has a van.
What else? What's his other vehicles? He has a work van. He has a car and a work van.
Or he's an electrician. Alright, so you gotta leave dirtbag out of the van world.
Dude, he's an electrician. This guy should be making money.
He's got a motorcycle that... I mean, I don't know.
why don't you just go pay the fucking fine don't electricians make like i don't know when i was a kid they make like 25 bucks an hour they made a ton of money um yeah fuck that guy fuck that guy and all of his problems that somehow end up in front of your house or on your property you should have been like buddy you got your fucking work van in front of my house and your fucking car. You should have been like, buddy, you got your fucking work van in front of my house

and your fucking car.

Now I'm going to have your fucking, you know, motorcycle,

your clamped motorcycle leaning against my porch for three months.

When are you going to start sending your bills to my house,

you fucking cunt?

Fuck this guy.

Fucking dickhead.

All right. Advice for a lady.
a lady hey Billy big gay gym I got a really bad dad joke my gym is so gay it should be spelled J-I-M laughing laughing laughing laughing laughing there's just a neon sign of a gay guy named Jim going going hi as you come walking in all right uh long time lady listener i need your help i worked on wall street and was recently laid off it's been really difficult getting back in the game since because most of the competitive jobs in this industry are being outsourced overseas seas so my options are, yeah, this is what these fucking billionaires are doing. You know, everybody keeps politicizing the job loss.
It's, it has nothing to do with Republicans or Democrats. It has to do with these billionaire cunts.
They, they've been, they've been using sweatshop labor. We've been competing with that ever since they got sick of unions.
You know? And they just said, fuck it. You have your union in your factory.
We're fucking moving overseas. And I remember when they were like, you got to start making stuff back in this country.
And they go, well, we would. But if we made sneakers in this country, they'd be $7 million a pair or whatever.
And what they didn't say is like how before they left, sneakers were affordable. But what happened was, is when they left, all that money they had to pay American workers, basically a living wage.
They didn't have to when they went to another country. They could pay them sweatshop wages.
So if they moved the factory back here, they weren't going to take that loss. They were going to pass it on to the customer.
And that's why it would cost $80 zillion. Not because the American worker wants too much money.
It's because the cunts at the top want to keep the profit of sweatshop labor. That's what it is.
They are heartless fucking people. They don't give a fuck about anything other than their immediate family.
They don't give a shit. They're fucking reptilian.
And they somehow have you believing that if you don't, if you're not supportive of what they do to human beings in this country, which at this point is you work for them 160 hours a month and you still can't make your fucking rent. You are somehow a communist, socialist, anti-capitalist.
It's fucking, their level of greed is fucking off the charts. They're heartless fucking people and they don't give a fuck about, including the environment.
They don't give a fuck. They don't give a fuck about anything.
Horrible people and all these stupid fucking CEOs now. And I love how they're all getting hair plugs and taking jujitsu and trying to change their fucking origin story.
They're out of their fucking minds. All right.
Advice for a lady. Hey, Billy, Big Gay Jim.
Long time lady listener. I need your help.
I worked on Wall Street and was recently laid off. It's been really difficult.
I read all that. So my options are one, keep eating shit in New York City to move overseas for competitive offers.
Move back home for good. Go somewhere new.
My family wants me to move home, but that's been a drag. One silver lining is that I've been getting more bites in California, but I haven't spent extended time there before.
I visited LA, but didn't feel as electrified as I have in other cities. Well, you got to listen to your gut.
Your gut will tell you what's home. It would be a huge change to leave everyone on the East Coast and go out West alone, but I kind of, but I'd kind of love to do it.
All right, you're all over the road here. And that I'm in the metaphorical dugout.
LA is growing on me. I don't understand that sentence.
And that I'm in the metaphorical dugout, LA is growing on me. I love LA.
I love New York City. I mean, you got to like, there's just different vibes.
If you can settle into the vibe, I mean I could live in New York, LA

Milwaukee settle into the vibe. I mean, I could live in New York, L.A., Milwaukee, Chattanooga.
There's a whole bunch of places I could live. But the key is when you go to L.A., don't try to do New York shit.
Do L.A. shit.
And if you go to L.A. to New York, do New York shit.
Don't try to do L.A. shit.
That's what happens to people. When they travel, they try to do what they did where they left.
That's not the point of traveling. The point of traveling is to get a new experience.
I would think. Positives, this person says.
Being that I can find my culture out there, it's nicer weather than the Northeast. My cane Corso will have more space in the home.
You know, before I read this email, I thought I fucking spoke English. I don't know what a cane Corso is.
Is that a breed of dog? Is that a car? I don't know what that is. And I can explore an entire state I have not spent that much time in.
Oh, dude, California is gorgeous. I mean, you would know because the state has been politicized like Texas and Florida and New York.
It's so fucking weird. You know, there's like literally people in this country that like hate California and it's a state.
The United States. They fuck fuck that fuck I fell in the fucking ocean I wouldn't give a fuck and then there's people in California Florida they should just fucking just chop it off and let it fuck it it's like same team everybody same team um the cons are that my family thinks being laid off could be a sign that banking is not the industry for me.
And I should call living in NYC a good shot and come home. I can't talk to them about wanting to go to L.A.
And I wonder if I'm mentally trying to run away from their preferences for my life. What does my favorite ginger beard think? Am I running away? Should I give up on New York? Or is it really an exhilarating new adventure? Me and my dog.
Okay, it is a dog. Can go on.
Love you, Bill B. Keep your pale scalp moistened in New York City.

What do I think?

I think you should listen to your gut.

I don't think you should listen to your family because they don't sound supportive.

They sound supportive of you coming back to them because they love you.

But to what end? I don't know where your home is, but you don't sound excited to go there.

You're only young once. Doesn't sound like you're married.
You don't have any kids. I mean, if you want to give LA a shot, if you feel like it's calling you, I would do it.
And, you know, you can always move back. It's not that big a deal.
I moved out to L.A. First time I lived out there, I hated it.

Because... You can always move back.
It's not that big a deal. I moved out to L.A.
First time I lived out there, I hated it because I wanted to be a New York City comedian. And I just, through this business and opportunities, I just ended up out there.
And then I kind of got derailed and I forgot what I wanted to do. And then I came back to New York and then I did the New York comic thing.
I got that out of my system. And I after thinking I'm never going to LA again fuck that place right I ended up going back out there and I had a different attitude the first time I went out there I was like oh I'm fucking east coast look at me I have a three-quarter leather you know I'm too fucking real for this town I did that stupid thing that east coast people do like east coast people go to LA and they think that they and they think that they're in that movie Footloose.
And everybody in L.A. is going to be like, Wow, you're so edgy, man.
You're so much more interesting than me. I'm just a plastic L.A.
person. And when they get out there and they realize that nobody in L.A.
gives a fuck about your fucking, you know, favorite slice of pizza, whatever the fuck you're meant, they don't give a shit. And there's too many people out there anyway.
Their attitude when you bitch about LA is like, well, fucking move back. Nobody told you to come here.
I didn't move to where you are. The fuck are you doing, right? So anyway, if you move out to LA with an open mind, the amount of fun that you can have out there for free, just the hiking alone is incredible.
The food is unbelievable. The beaches are incredible.
And it has some of the most beautiful homes and architecture I've ever seen, which is another one of the awful things about that, that those fires is the amount of just irreplaceable homes. Like, like I go on Zillow, take a free trip and just look at some homes that are for sale.
Like those Mediterranean houses with the Spanish tiles on top, the arches, the tile work in the bathrooms and going up the stairs.

Like the East Coast just doesn't have that with the garrison colonials and New England Brickmaster.

Aluminum siding and all of those fucking, I don't know.

That's one of the things.

Of course, there's shit on the East Coast that I love.

But I will say once living in L.A., I come back here and look at the houses.

I'm just like every once in a while you just see like something unique where it looked like the builder took their time but it just looks like oh so many of the houses out here were just fucking slapped together unless there's like a mid-century kind of thing which has a cool vibe just my opinion so um let me get back to the question here fucking totally sidetracked there all right am i running away you're not running away you're young you're figuring your life out should i give up on new york city if your gut tells you that that you, then I would. If your gut says you should stay here, you should.
So what I'm really telling you is listen to your gut. Go somewhere where if you feel excited, if you're getting a good vibe, as you say, an exhilarating new adventure, you and your dog can go on.
I mean, that's kind of, to me, that seems like how you're

wired. And I don't think that your family is wired to have an exhilarating adventure.
I think that they're more conservative and that they like, you know, they've settled into their life and change scares them. I know that they love you and they probably worry about you and they want you to be home.
part of it is that but um you got to live your life all right and part of you living your life is i can't make your decisions for you so i would say listen to your gut and there's really no you know there's no wrong there's no fucking mistakes you know what i mean there's no fucking mistake you know's stupid. The weight that you put on a mistake.
What are you, clairvoyant? You don't know what the future is. It felt like the right thing to do, so you did it.
And it didn't work out. Big deal.
You learn from mistakes. The other night, we ran the play for the first time in front of like 800, 900 people.
I made a couple of mistakes and you know what? The mistakes ended up being a good thing because I realized that I can think on my feet and I can get past it. So it's one less thing to worry about because that's a big thing you worry about.
Oh my God, what if I forget my lines? What the fuck am I going to do? So had I done it perfectly and not said the wrong word or flip the line around, I would still have that anxiety of like, all right, well, I did it right the last time. What if I don't do it right this time? And I would still be in that.
Fortunately, I fucked up. It was a blessing.
So now I can be like, okay, well, all right, if that happens, I'll figure something out. It'll work out.
I'll watch tonight. I'll fall off the stage or some shit.
That's it. Go with your gut.
Book recommendations. This is the last thing.
Great book about the NHL in the 70s. Lots of stories.
Just a recommendation for Bill. It's called Hockey Night Fever by Gary Cole.

Thanks for all the laughs over the years. I'm a big fan.
All right. Well, thanks for the book

recommendation. I really appreciate it.
All right. That is the podcast.
Have a great couple of days.

Go fuck yourself and I'll talk to you on Thursday.