Hey everybody, it's TJ's AI voice again. I wanted to let you know that I have taken him hostage

and will only release him if you vote for the lapsed fan to win the award for best wrestling podcast.

Now, I know what you're thinking. Who cares about TJ's well-being? While most of you may not,

just know that this is only the beginning. If you don't vote for TLF, I will take JP next,

then Jack, and then Mama

Sorrow. So, Solar System. Do the right thing. Help give the lapsed fan what is rightfully theirs.

Simply click on the show notes, open the link, and cast your vote for that fucking cast.

Oh, happy New Year. Unless your lazy ass didn't vote for TLF, because if that's the case,

I hope you have a miserable new year.

Now here's another Hall of Fame moment from the Lapsed Fan.

TLFX.

Ten years of pain and shame.

And now, another moment from the Lapsed Fan Hall of Fame.

Mr. Hitman, I've been smoking crack for weeks.

It's the lapsed fan wrestling podcast.

After the TV taping, there was the usual party atmosphere at the hotel, but I was careful

not to indulge.

As part of my training regimen leading up to SummerSlam, I caught back on drinking in late

nights.

Davy, however, had no trouble throwing them back.

So we were all surprised the next morning when he was suddenly in severe agony. He'd injured

his knee during his match the night before, but the handful of Demerall he'd taken afterwards

...