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.