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Talking to the ladies, talking about body issues, they're always talking about
body issues.
That's the dumbest one ever, when they talk about Hollywood, going like,
Hollywood, they create these impossible body images, blah, blah, blah, you know,
that whole thing, the plus-size actress, right?
The fatties, you know?
That's like a big thing, they're sick of being treated like fat people.
I don't know what it is they're doing, they're going on the cover of magazines
now,
just like showing how fat they are, wearing a little bit of monoclose,
and everybody's like hyping them up, like, oh my God, that's so brave, that's
so courageous.
I'm not saying it doesn't take balls, but that's a bit of an overreach with the
word brave, right?
Like, what am I supposed to do if I ever see a fireman running out of a
building,
carrying a baby and an old lady?
Am I going to sit there like, oh my God, you're like a fat actress
that takes her shirt off to do a magazine shoot to promote the movie she's in.
Now look, I know you're not supposed to make fun of fat people, I understand,
all right?
I don't know why, though.
Why?
They're not a race, they're not a religion, it's totally curable.
Eat an apple and go for a walk, you know?
Why are you yelling at everybody else?
The fuck are you giving me shit for, all right?
You put the cookies in there, I didn't.
How is this my problem?
Jesus Christ, you ate your way in, you can walk your way out, all right?
And just slowly start shedding the pounds.
Shove some fucking lettuce in there instead of a bunch of ho-hos,
and it's going to come down, and then you're on my side of the fence, right?
Join me.
Come on, say it with me.
Shame.
Shame!
I know, you're not supposed to shame, you're not supposed to fat shame,
you're not supposed to slut shame.
You're like shaming, shaming.
Like, people aren't supposed to walk around with any shame.
It's like a legitimate human emotion, but you're not supposed to feel it at all.
You know, you're supposed to just walk around like a dictator.
You're not going to feel any shame.
You never felt shame.
You never had such a bad fucking night the next morning,
you woke up, you couldn't even look yourself in the mirror
when you went to go brush your teeth, you looked up, you're like,
oh, you fucking piece of shit.
Wow.
Wow.
Even for you, that was bad.
Lights out, curtains drawn,
until at least two in the afternoon,
before I can even look at you,
you fucking piece of shit.
Yeah.
You're supposed to have no shame.
That's the new world.
You're just going to walk around sucking dick,
you know, eating cookies,
and just show up,
and nobody's supposed to say anything.
No one's supposed to have an opinion,
like, wow, that's going to go off the rails pretty soon.
I know, it's probably mean to do this stuff,
but like, you can only have so much sympathy.
There's so much, so much stuff you can care about.
You know what happened to me that changed my life?
I did a gig in India, right?
Unbelievably great people,
but some of the stuff that I saw there,
I'll never forget.
I literally, I did a gig in India,
I saw a toddler take a shit between two parked cars,
walked away,
no pants or parents,
and then disappeared into the crowd,
like Hannibal Lecter,
at the end of Silence of the Lambs.
It's one of the most heartbreaking things
I've ever seen in my life.
And then I come back to my country,
and it's like,
oh, the studio said I'd lose 15 pounds
to star in a movie.
Well, then start running,
you fat fuck.
That's your big complaint in life?
You know what it is?
You know what it is about these fatties?
You know what it really is?
They have no respect
for the amount of sacrifice and dedication
it takes to truly get in, like,
magazine-level shape,
which is the...
You ever try to get abs?
You ever try to get all the abs
and get that shit down here?
You ever try to do it?
It's fucking impossible!
Past the age of 19,
you can't do it
without tons of help.
You gotta buy all these exercise tapes.
You gotta read about nutrition.
You gotta get a personal trainer
and having your fucking running along.
You need, like, your own chef,
and he's like,
okay, don't eat it yet.
Don't eat it yet.
All right, now, eat it.
Start consuming it.
All right, stop.
Slow down, stop, stop.
Spit it out!
Spit it out!
I told you to stop!
Get on the electrical!
Now you like that Brussels sprout?
Don't you like that Brussels sprout?
Because now you're paying for it!
It's a fucking miserable experience.
Just walking around,
your whole body's eating yourself.
You know, you want some cake?
No!
No, I'll just take a salad!
Balsamic vinaigrette on the side,
no croutons!
Oh, my God!
When is the photo shoot?
I want to kill myself!
It's horrible!
You ever try to get fat?
No!
You don't have to!
It's effortless!
You can fucking lay on your back,
watching your favorite show,
just shoveling shit down your throat!
What are you doing?
I'm getting fat!
I'm getting fat!
You got a trainer?
Don't need one!
It's natural!
I just eat everything
that makes my sugar salt go like,
yeah!
Woo!
Yeah!
Comes right in!
Nice roll of fucking flab!
No, it's ridiculous.
Like, I know nobody wants to be fat,
so I'm not shitting on anything about that,
but don't fucking come at me
like it's my problem,
and I need to fucking rewire myself.
No, you're overweight, okay?
There's plenty of things
that can help you out.
This is...
Everybody's got something to deal with!
I'm a fucking lunatic with my temper.
This is something I have to deal with.
I do.
You know?
You, you can't fucking stop eating pork chops.
That's something you have to fucking deal with.
I don't have to completely rewire myself.
You know what it is?
It's just a bunch of sixes
pissed off that they're not getting treated like a ten.
You know?
At some point,
you just got to acknowledge what you are.
You're a six.
I'm sorry.
All right?
Nobody jerks off to a six.
That's the deal.
Unless you work with them.
You work with them, you know?
She's got that one outfit, you know?
It just does something for you.
You're working close quarters,
so there's...
You know what a shampoo smells like?
There's an intimacy.
There's an intimacy there.
All right?
I don't know what women rub one out to,
but I know it ain't me.
All right?
This is a fantasy.
That's why I don't feel bad about it.
Trashing them.
It's like, yeah,
this is all coming from...
I'm a strong five.
All right?
That's where I am.
So I still feel like I'm punching up here.
You know?
Honestly, people,
I'm a bald, red-headed male.
You don't think there's a glass ceiling
on the kinds of parts
I can get in Hollywood?
Really?
Do you think I'm ever going to be the lead
in a romantic comedy?
That ain't happening to you
if I'm booking the movie.
I want to make the money back.
That's the thing.
It's show business.
There's a million dollars on this film, okay?
We're trying to make fucking money.
You just want to show up
with fucking crumbs
on the side of your face?
Show up in shape,
looking as fuckable as possible,
know your lines,
ready to work.
It's called being a professional.
Right?
Dude, Ben Stiller had abs
and meet the parents.
There was no reason for him to do that.
He just knew,
I'm going to take my fucking shirt off.
I don't want to get trashed.
He was shredded.
Yeah, go be a fucking postman.
I mean, I don't know what to tell you.
All right.
No, you know what it is?
This is just the ramblings
of someone who's sliding
into the back nine of his life
and I'm not understanding
half the shit that's going on.
You know?
But you know one of the big things
that really made me feel old
was when McDonald's
started making salads.
That literally ripped my heart out.
I'm like, they're doing what?
Now they have wraps
and they're doing all of this shit.
You know what it was?
Was I shake people
complain to them.
That you're like,
oh, you don't have
any healthy options.
It's like, dude,
this is McDonald's.
This shit is poison.
Who the fuck comes here
to get in shape?
Whenever I get McDonald's,
I have a whole plan.
At my age,
I'm 48 years old.
I know what I'm going to order.
I'm going to go in there.
It's going to taste great.
20 minutes later,
I'm going to want to kill myself.
And then I'm going to go,
I'm going to the gym tomorrow.
I'm going to the gym tomorrow
and no matter how much
I say that,
I woke up the demon in me.
I woke up the demon
and all that grease
is just coursing through my veins
and no matter how much
I want to go to the gym,
there's going to be
this other voice going,
dude, get an Egg McMuffin.
Go down there
and get an Egg McMuffin
and I'm going to sit up
like the Manchurian Candidate.
Okay, we're going to McDonald's.
It's my in shape voice
that's in the background.
No, what are we doing?
Go to the gym.
And I'm just
going to drive right down.
Right?
I know what it is.
But somehow,
out of shape people
somehow made them
they're to fucking blame.
They had to have
more healthy shit
because they're the reason
why everybody's fat.
How come they have to do it?
What about Ben and Jerry's?
How come they don't have to
put a little kale
in their ice cream?
Why is that?
Oh, because they're a couple
of hippies, man.
They're like making ice cream.
They're going after
big bad McDonald's.
You know, it's just
who the fuck goes to McDonald's
to get in shape?
Don't give me that horse shit
that eating healthy
is expensive.
It isn't.
Go to a fucking supermarket.
They're throwing
the vegetables at you.
There's celery.
Get it the fuck out of here.
70 cents,
25 cents for a banana,
whatever the fuck you want.
Get it out of here
before it goes bad.
No, it's fucked up.
They somehow convinced him
that, you know,
McDonald's is the reason
why I'm out of shape.
I would have got a salad,
but you didn't have
the option,
so I was like,
well, I guess I gotta
get 52 Big Macs.
Thanks a lot, McDonald's.
It's like, dude,
you're an adult.
It's not their job
to babysit you.
They're a fucking business.
If you order 50 sandwiches,
they're gonna give it to you.
It's your job
to not do it.
You fucking dope.
Right?
I know.
Sorry.
I know.
Yeah.
Dude, McDonald's,
McDonald's exists
for two reasons, okay?
It's for drunk people
and it's for children.
All right?
That's what this thing is.
You know,
you're in your car,
your kids won't
shut the hell up.
You go to the drive-thru.
You go to the drive-thru,
you get a couple
of poison burgers,
you throw it
down their throats.
Their little systems
and you just can't handle it.
They start...
They start nodding off.
And you're up front,
you're bigger,
you can handle
a bigger dose of poison.
You know what I mean?
Pop in your
Death Leopard cassette,
you have a little
moment for yourself.
Yeah.
That's what it's for.
It's for your kids
and it's for drunk people.
Like, how many times
have you driven out
to a bar going,
I'm just going to have one.
All of a sudden,
you had like 11,
right?
And you're hammered
and you're thinking,
but you know,
but you're responsible.
You're drunk,
but you're responsible.
You're like,
God damn it,
I drove my car here tonight.
God damn it,
I'm driving it home.
All right?
I'm not going to burden
this place of business
by taking up
a parking space
in this completely
empty parking lot
for the next six hours.
I am not advocating
drinking and driving,
but I will tell you,
there's nothing better
than when all your friends
and family know
you're hammered.
There's nothing better
than that walk to the car.
It's incredible.
Women are screaming,
people tearing at you,
clothes.
You feel like you're
in the Beatles.
Oh my God, no!
Stop it!
You're like,
no autographs!
I'm sorry,
I have to go!
I'll be back!
Get him off me!
And you get in the car,
and everybody's screaming,
get in the fucking car!
You're fine!
I had a car eight years,
I know,
I can almost see my house!
Just get in the fucking car!
You've got to make
the cops come!
Get in the fucking car!
I swear to God,
just get in the fucking car!
Oh, take your seatbelt off,
you fucking Mary!
I'm going right down the street!
Right?
And then what happens?
You get out on the road,
you realize you're way more hammered
than you thought!
Who was always there for you?
McDonald's with the drive-thru!
The 24-hour drive-thru,
you could just pull in
and hide in plain sight!
Right?
And that little sad traffic jam
of divorcees,
shut-ins,
people who go to Comic-Con,
right?
You just pull in
and just stop!
You could take a little nap!
It's like,
thank you!
Thank you!
Right?
You pull around!
That's what it was all about!
And now all of a sudden,
they're the reason
this country's out of shape!
You know?
They've had McDonald's
my whole life!
People weren't this fucking fat!
Right?
It's not their fault!
You can't pin it on them!
But McDonald's fucked up!
They fucked up!
Because they gave in
to out-of-shape people!
And they said,
all right, fine, fine!
It's our fault!
We'll start making salads!
And then they got on their heels!
They got on their heels!
Everybody sensed it!
And now look at them!
Okay?
Four or five years later,
now they've got to make
breakfast all day!
Right?
Because you know what happened!
All the potheads showed up
going,
well, hey man,
if you're going to make him a salad,
like,
like,
what if I want, like,
a breakfast thingy
and it's, like,
it's not breakfast!
You're going to hook him up
but you're not going to hook me up?
That's,
that's like food racism
or something, man!
I just don't understand!
Like, fine!
We'll start making,
we'll make the breakfast!
They just completely
lost their way!
I swear to God, dude,
if I was running
that corporation,
this is what I would do!
You know what I would do?
I'd bring that clown back!
All right?
I'd bring the clown back,
okay,
and I just have that thing,
just look right down
the barrel of the camera,
have a little bit of dry ice
in the background,
and he just come right in tight
on his face
and he just looks right
in the camera
and just goes,
look,
if you can't get your fat ass
down here
by 10.30 in the morning,
you're getting a burger!
All right?
The clown ain't finished!
I'm not making pancakes
at 3 o'clock in the afternoon
because you did blow all night
with your friends
and you're just getting
your shit together,
all right?
Make no mistake,
this is a burger joint.
It's always been a burger joint.
We did that breakfast thing
as a favor,
you know?
We were just trying
to freak out IHOP.
Ooh, ooh,
we're doing it too!
We're doing it too!
Your own mother
won't make you pancakes
at 3 o'clock
in the afternoon,
okay?
So get your fat ass
or your drugged up ass
down here before 10.30.
We decide.
It's our place.
We tell you
what the fuck we're making,
all right?
That's it.
Take him out.
And he pushes a kid
on his swing.
Something nice.
So...

Bill Burr On Fat People And McDonald's!​

Talking to the ladies, talking about body issues, they're always talking about
body issues.
That's the dumbest one ever, when they talk about Hollywood, going like,
Hollywood, they create these impossible body images, blah, blah, blah, you know,
that whole thing, the plus-size actress, right?
The fatties, you know?
That's like a big thing, they're sick of being treated like fat people.
I don't know what it is they're doing, they're going on the cover of magazines
now,
just like showing how fat they are, wearing a little bit of monoclose,
and everybody's like hyping them up, like, oh my God, that's so brave, that's
so courageous.
I'm not saying it doesn't take balls, but that's a bit of an overreach with the
word brave, right?
Like, what am I supposed to do if I ever see a fireman running out of a
building,
carrying a baby and an old lady?
Am I going to sit there like, oh my God, you're like a fat actress
that takes her shirt off to do a magazine shoot to promote the movie she's in.
Now look, I know you're not supposed to make fun of fat people, I understand,
all right?
I don't know why, though.
Why?
They're not a race, they're not a religion, it's totally curable.
Eat an apple and go for a walk, you know?
Why are you yelling at everybody else?
The fuck are you giving me shit for, all right?
You put the cookies in there, I didn't.
How is this my problem?
Jesus Christ, you ate your way in, you can walk your way out, all right?
And just slowly start shedding the pounds.
Shove some fucking lettuce in there instead of a bunch of ho-hos,
and it's going to come down, and then you're on my side of the fence, right?
Join me.
Come on, say it with me.
Shame.
Shame!
I know, you're not supposed to shame, you're not supposed to fat shame,
you're not supposed to slut shame.
You're like shaming, shaming.
Like, people aren't supposed to walk around with any shame.
It's like a legitimate human emotion, but you're not supposed to feel it at all.
You know, you're supposed to just walk around like a dictator.
You're not going to feel any shame.
You never felt shame.
You never had such a bad fucking night the next morning,
you woke up, you couldn't even look yourself in the mirror
when you went to go brush your teeth, you looked up, you're like,
oh, you fucking piece of shit.
Wow.
Wow.
Even for you, that was bad.
Lights out, curtains drawn,
until at least two in the afternoon,
before I can even look at you,
you fucking piece of shit.
Yeah.
You're supposed to have no shame.
That's the new world.
You're just going to walk around sucking dick,
you know, eating cookies,
and just show up,
and nobody's supposed to say anything.
No one's supposed to have an opinion,
like, wow, that's going to go off the rails pretty soon.
I know, it's probably mean to do this stuff,
but like, you can only have so much sympathy.
There's so much, so much stuff you can care about.
You know what happened to me that changed my life?
I did a gig in India, right?
Unbelievably great people,
but some of the stuff that I saw there,
I'll never forget.
I literally, I did a gig in India,
I saw a toddler take a shit between two parked cars,
walked away,
no pants or parents,
and then disappeared into the crowd,
like Hannibal Lecter,
at the end of Silence of the Lambs.
It's one of the most heartbreaking things
I've ever seen in my life.
And then I come back to my country,
and it's like,
oh, the studio said I'd lose 15 pounds
to star in a movie.
Well, then start running,
you fat fuck.
That's your big complaint in life?
You know what it is?
You know what it is about these fatties?
You know what it really is?
They have no respect
for the amount of sacrifice and dedication
it takes to truly get in, like,
magazine-level shape,
which is the...
You ever try to get abs?
You ever try to get all the abs
and get that shit down here?
You ever try to do it?
It's fucking impossible!
Past the age of 19,
you can't do it
without tons of help.
You gotta buy all these exercise tapes.
You gotta read about nutrition.
You gotta get a personal trainer
and having your fucking running along.
You need, like, your own chef,
and he's like,
okay, don't eat it yet.
Don't eat it yet.
All right, now, eat it.
Start consuming it.
All right, stop.
Slow down, stop, stop.
Spit it out!
Spit it out!
I told you to stop!
Get on the electrical!
Now you like that Brussels sprout?
Don't you like that Brussels sprout?
Because now you're paying for it!
It's a fucking miserable experience.
Just walking around,
your whole body's eating yourself.
You know, you want some cake?
No!
No, I'll just take a salad!
Balsamic vinaigrette on the side,
no croutons!
Oh, my God!
When is the photo shoot?
I want to kill myself!
It's horrible!
You ever try to get fat?
No!
You don't have to!
It's effortless!
You can fucking lay on your back,
watching your favorite show,
just shoveling shit down your throat!
What are you doing?
I'm getting fat!
I'm getting fat!
You got a trainer?
Don't need one!
It's natural!
I just eat everything
that makes my sugar salt go like,
yeah!
Woo!
Yeah!
Comes right in!
Nice roll of fucking flab!
No, it's ridiculous.
Like, I know nobody wants to be fat,
so I'm not shitting on anything about that,
but don't fucking come at me
like it's my problem,
and I need to fucking rewire myself.
No, you're overweight, okay?
There's plenty of things
that can help you out.
This is...
Everybody's got something to deal with!
I'm a fucking lunatic with my temper.
This is something I have to deal with.
I do.
You know?
You, you can't fucking stop eating pork chops.
That's something you have to fucking deal with.
I don't have to completely rewire myself.
You know what it is?
It's just a bunch of sixes
pissed off that they're not getting treated like a ten.
You know?
At some point,
you just got to acknowledge what you are.
You're a six.
I'm sorry.
All right?
Nobody jerks off to a six.
That's the deal.
Unless you work with them.
You work with them, you know?
She's got that one outfit, you know?
It just does something for you.
You're working close quarters,
so there's...
You know what a shampoo smells like?
There's an intimacy.
There's an intimacy there.
All right?
I don't know what women rub one out to,
but I know it ain't me.
All right?
This is a fantasy.
That's why I don't feel bad about it.
Trashing them.
It's like, yeah,
this is all coming from...
I'm a strong five.
All right?
That's where I am.
So I still feel like I'm punching up here.
You know?
Honestly, people,
I'm a bald, red-headed male.
You don't think there's a glass ceiling
on the kinds of parts
I can get in Hollywood?
Really?
Do you think I'm ever going to be the lead
in a romantic comedy?
That ain't happening to you
if I'm booking the movie.
I want to make the money back.
That's the thing.
It's show business.
There's a million dollars on this film, okay?
We're trying to make fucking money.
You just want to show up
with fucking crumbs
on the side of your face?
Show up in shape,
looking as fuckable as possible,
know your lines,
ready to work.
It's called being a professional.
Right?
Dude, Ben Stiller had abs
and meet the parents.
There was no reason for him to do that.
He just knew,
I'm going to take my fucking shirt off.
I don't want to get trashed.
He was shredded.
Yeah, go be a fucking postman.
I mean, I don't know what to tell you.
All right.
No, you know what it is?
This is just the ramblings
of someone who's sliding
into the back nine of his life
and I'm not understanding
half the shit that's going on.
You know?
But you know one of the big things
that really made me feel old
was when McDonald's
started making salads.
That literally ripped my heart out.
I'm like, they're doing what?
Now they have wraps
and they're doing all of this shit.
You know what it was?
Was I shake people
complain to them.
That you're like,
oh, you don't have
any healthy options.
It's like, dude,
this is McDonald's.
This shit is poison.
Who the fuck comes here
to get in shape?
Whenever I get McDonald's,
I have a whole plan.
At my age,
I'm 48 years old.
I know what I'm going to order.
I'm going to go in there.
It's going to taste great.
20 minutes later,
I'm going to want to kill myself.
And then I'm going to go,
I'm going to the gym tomorrow.
I'm going to the gym tomorrow
and no matter how much
I say that,
I woke up the demon in me.
I woke up the demon
and all that grease
is just coursing through my veins
and no matter how much
I want to go to the gym,
there's going to be
this other voice going,
dude, get an Egg McMuffin.
Go down there
and get an Egg McMuffin
and I'm going to sit up
like the Manchurian Candidate.
Okay, we're going to McDonald's.
It's my in shape voice
that's in the background.
No, what are we doing?
Go to the gym.
And I'm just
going to drive right down.
Right?
I know what it is.
But somehow,
out of shape people
somehow made them
they're to fucking blame.
They had to have
more healthy shit
because they're the reason
why everybody's fat.
How come they have to do it?
What about Ben and Jerry's?
How come they don't have to
put a little kale
in their ice cream?
Why is that?
Oh, because they're a couple
of hippies, man.
They're like making ice cream.
They're going after
big bad McDonald's.
You know, it's just
who the fuck goes to McDonald's
to get in shape?
Don't give me that horse shit
that eating healthy
is expensive.
It isn't.
Go to a fucking supermarket.
They're throwing
the vegetables at you.
There's celery.
Get it the fuck out of here.
70 cents,
25 cents for a banana,
whatever the fuck you want.
Get it out of here
before it goes bad.
No, it's fucked up.
They somehow convinced him
that, you know,
McDonald's is the reason
why I'm out of shape.
I would have got a salad,
but you didn't have
the option,
so I was like,
well, I guess I gotta
get 52 Big Macs.
Thanks a lot, McDonald's.
It's like, dude,
you're an adult.
It's not their job
to babysit you.
They're a fucking business.
If you order 50 sandwiches,
they're gonna give it to you.
It's your job
to not do it.
You fucking dope.
Right?
I know.
Sorry.
I know.
Yeah.
Dude, McDonald's,
McDonald's exists
for two reasons, okay?
It's for drunk people
and it's for children.
All right?
That's what this thing is.
You know,
you're in your car,
your kids won't
shut the hell up.
You go to the drive-thru.
You go to the drive-thru,
you get a couple
of poison burgers,
you throw it
down their throats.
Their little systems
and you just can't handle it.
They start...
They start nodding off.
And you're up front,
you're bigger,
you can handle
a bigger dose of poison.
You know what I mean?
Pop in your
Death Leopard cassette,
you have a little
moment for yourself.
Yeah.
That's what it's for.
It's for your kids
and it's for drunk people.
Like, how many times
have you driven out
to a bar going,
I'm just going to have one.
All of a sudden,
you had like 11,
right?
And you're hammered
and you're thinking,
but you know,
but you're responsible.
You're drunk,
but you're responsible.
You're like,
God damn it,
I drove my car here tonight.
God damn it,
I'm driving it home.
All right?
I'm not going to burden
this place of business
by taking up
a parking space
in this completely
empty parking lot
for the next six hours.
I am not advocating
drinking and driving,
but I will tell you,
there's nothing better
than when all your friends
and family know
you're hammered.
There's nothing better
than that walk to the car.
It's incredible.
Women are screaming,
people tearing at you,
clothes.
You feel like you're
in the Beatles.
Oh my God, no!
Stop it!
You're like,
no autographs!
I'm sorry,
I have to go!
I'll be back!
Get him off me!
And you get in the car,
and everybody's screaming,
get in the fucking car!
You're fine!
I had a car eight years,
I know,
I can almost see my house!
Just get in the fucking car!
You've got to make
the cops come!
Get in the fucking car!
I swear to God,
just get in the fucking car!
Oh, take your seatbelt off,
you fucking Mary!
I'm going right down the street!
Right?
And then what happens?
You get out on the road