Comedian Bill Burr is a dying breed. He’s just crossed the half century mark and is immovably stuck in his ways. Every Monday and Thursday he entertains you for an hour just rattling on about whatever’s on his mind. Occasionally, rarely, he’ll have a guest on, but usually it’s just him and a microphone. The format is basic: He’ll talk about whatever happened over the past few days, read advertising, then answer questions sent in by fans. His ability to draw humor out of the mundane, in riffs and rants, is unmatched. He’s irreverent, cranky, and refreshingly politically incorrect.