Strap in for the last Badcast of 2020! In this episode, Campbell drags Dan's painting, can't paint "natural" blue skin, and horribly mangles a sports metaphor, but, surprisingly, Dan lets it go. This one's got tons of Blood Bowl content, perpetual repugnance, and both hosts aspire to live up to the ideals of the Goth Hobbit. Happy Holidays, fuckos! We love you!
The days are short, and the nights are long, but don't be afraid, the Badcast Bois are back again with an extra-spicy show to keep you sweatin' all night long. Look, it's like midnight and I am in no condition to write a show description. Sorry.
Anyways (anywhomst?), the jerks tell rodeo stories, lust after a big, beautiful man, and ask, "who the fuck is Luke, and why does he get his own fuckin' temperature?"