Goodbye.
No riots last night. No problems. Lotsa police. Everything okay. Glad that's over for another year.
It's a great year to be a hockey fan in Pennsylvania. I hafta take Pittsburgh over Philadelphia. I like Sidney Crosby, but I also like Martin Biron. Oh well. It doesn't matter because I still say Detroit is winning la Coupe Stanley.
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Due to the exciting nature of some of these recent postings, I think a poem is in order:
Just for the record, I want to say,
And it might be shocking, but what the hey!...
Apparently back in '75, a man named Dennis Maruk,
One night after a hockey match, was in the mood to f**k.
He bumped into a rival, a Jean Pronovost,
They shared a bottle of scotch, then to a motel did go.
They banged their booties all through the night,
It was hockey humping at its purest delight.
Now what is the point of this naughty tale?...
The point is that the BBC actually did fail,
In recounting their newscast, they forgot to mention,
That this was the first time a Seal f**ked a Penguin.
JAW fan (feeling quite poetic this depressing Monday morning.)
Way to blend those themes together! Impressive.
(Though I can't help but fear this will lead to my first lawsuit.)
Another fine poetic contribution to the blog!
And I'm sure you'll all be pleased to hear that seat-sniffing politician somehow survived a vote on his leadership today..... he has explained the chair incident as a 'boyish prank' which is pretty amazing considering he is a grown man....
thanks for the update. Male adolescence apparently runs to age 50 these days.
we all need monday morning poems, J-FAN-
many thanks!
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