Bill, I'm gonna need to see the copy for today's "Real Deal With Bill McNeal."

Don't worry. It's all up here.

Bill, you can't just go on the air and improvise your editorial.

Lisa, every day I say that to myself,

and every day I somehow manage to pull another one out of my butt.

Ha! Ha!

Bill, no offense, but generally,

when you decide to improvise your editorials, it turns into a rambling discourse...

on the inadequacies of random objects in the broadcast booth.

And I happen to think yesterday's editorial,

"Microphones: Why Do They Have To Be So Close To Your Face,"

was a smashing success.

- All Lisa is asking you is-- - Dave-- Dave, I know what I'm doing.

Oh. Thank you. Bill, my office, now!

Why do you have to be so difficult?

I'm just trying to toughen up the little lady.

Bill, Lisa is not a little lady, all right?

Bill, what are you doing? I said, my office. Sorry.

Dave was just setting me straight on your weight problem. My what?

Not your "what," your weight. I said you were little, and Dave practically called me a liar.