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No new low blow this week

With Jake in Cambodia diddling young boys, I was going to try a solo run at the Low Blow thing. But my relationship of a year and a half just fell apart today and I don’t think anyone wants to hear me crying alone for 30 minutes. Yeah, it would be funny for the first 5 minutes but after that it just gets uncomfortable, you know?

Anyways, I have decided to lie on the couch and stare at the ceiling instead. But worry not, loyal listeners. I leave you with the infamous LOST EPISODE where I got shitfaced and made no sense whatsoever. This podcast dates back to just before UFC73 … Shakespeare it is not. But if there’s one thing Britney Spears has taught me, it’s that the show must go on … no matter how bad it may be.

  • Erin

    *Passes the double chocolate ice cream*

    Have some, it’ll make you feel better.

  • garth

    *passes the 32 of malt liquor*
    top it with this baby.

  • garth

    good wookee man

  • kentyman

    In all seriousness, I’m really sorry to hear that. Wait, that wasn’t witty at all.

    Maybe you should skype DJ Hapa in for a show?

  • Mr. Theplague

    Having waited for Low Blow for a few fucking days, I was going to curse you out, but this lost episode changes things. Good luck, man.


    *Passes a big ass Joint of Thailands finest*

    Sorry to hear you got the blues Linker, stay strong.

  • Wu Tang

    Shit… take a break, you will need it…

  • fightlinker

    Nah, no break. There might be a slight uppage in the amount of angst, but other than that it’s business as usual!


    Gotta love lost episodes.


    Especially drunk ones

  • kentyman

    It’s Joe. Joe Silva. Fucking say “Joe”. No, there’s no Tim Silva. Say “Joe”!

    Ah, finally.