I could not be more jealous of the partying these guys get to do tonight with the brothers they battled with. I can only imagine what a night it must be and how fun it must be. I party all the time but it’s meaningless partying and the only purpose is to battle my demons.
*whistle blows. A scrum ensues. Tom Wilson pulls out a pistol and starts shooting guys on the other team. They’re all dead. He reloads. He then shoots everyone on HIS team. Everyone dies. Blood everywhere.*
Caps fan in crowd: thats hockey baby
It’s a strange world we live in these days...
You can go to Pearson airport in Toronto
Get on a plane and fly away to pretty much anywhere you want..
But don’t you fucking dare go to to neighbors!!
*sigh
If only everybody started thinking for themselves...and using common sense