If I remember correctly, it was Dane Cook.

Didn't Vos do five minutes of material on a bus? Was that it?

Bill took one of the most legendary beatings in the history of comedy over that, but I made fun of his fucking shirt once on Twitter and he had an atomic meltdown over it. Fuck's sake.

Elaborate.

He did a show at the Comedy Store in the ugliest, most atrocious fucking sweater I've ever seen. It was like skin tight, it was too short at the wrists, weird cashmere kind of material and a really ugly fucking color. You could hear people in the crowd even going "What's with the sweater..."

I think the next night he was doing some benefit for Judd Apatow, he's like "Im backstage at the Wiltern, waiting to go on." I said "Have a good set, and I hope you're not wearing that awful sweater from last night." Then he's like "Fuck you, why didn't you say anything last night to me, pussy." I was like "Bill, Im fucking kidding dude, Im just busting your balls." Then he told me fuck myself or something, like really nasty. I was like "Jesus Christ, wtf..."

I tweeted saying I was kidding, I even emailed him saying sorry & I was fucking kidding, like my friends and I all bust on each other and like every other FUCKING comic on the planet. But he left it at fuck you. He knows who I am in person, but Idk if he knew it was me on Twitter, and I have friends that are friends w/him and get to hang out from time to time. So now I'm afraid to, because if he knows it's me from Twitter he's gonna be like "Fuck this guy," and I can't live with Bill Burr telling me to fuck myself like in person, because that would crush my heart like a steamroller. I started doing stand up because of Bill. The whole thing stinks like yesterdays diapers.