Best game on earth.
The Cockiest, Dirtiest, Most Irresponsible Group Of Athletes In The World.
Will Do Anything Just To Be Able To Tell His Teammates A Great Story In The Dressing Room.
Live The Dream Until They Are 35 Then Realize They Never Made It. Ladies Love Us, Guys
Want To Be Us, We Are The Soul Of The Universe. You Lace Up The Skates, Put On The
Gloves, Strap On The Helmet, And Walk On To The Ice And Nothing Else Matters.
It Doesn't Matter That You Failed A Test, Your Girl Is Being A Bitch,
Or That You Got A Ticket On The Way There... You're World Is
Absolutely Perfect For The Next Couple Hours.
Here's To Faceoffs, Goals, Assists, Overtime, GWG's, Living On The Road, Cold Rinks,
Early Mornings, Break Aways, Going Top Cheese, Countless Hours Of
Practice, Bag Skates, Puking, Thousands Of Dollars, Dangling D-Men, End To End Rushes,
Big Hits, Broken Twigs, New Kicks, Packing Bombs, Dropping The Mits, Hockey Hair,
Wheelin' Broads, Rookie Parties, Coaches Adding The Letter "Y" To The End Of Everyone's Last Name,
The Word "Fuck", Pick Up, Under Aged Drinking, Tape To Tape Sauce, Let Downs,
Miracles And Most Of All - The Game Of Hockey. Why?
Why Do We Skate Back And Forth Night After Night? Skating So Hard We Throw Up.
Skating So Hard Your Heart Beat Rings In Your Head, While Your Lungs Are Grasping For Air.
Late Nights, Early Mornings, Friday Nights, Saturday Evenings, Broken Bones,
Torn Muscles And Deep Bruises. We Skate Through It All. Because We Live Off Our
Adrenaline, Because The Game Frees Your Spirit, Because The Party In The Locker Room Is
Second To None, Because You're Invincible Once You Step On The Ice,
Because One Shot Can Make You Smile All Night. Sniping The Twine, Backy Shelf, Bar And In,
The Rattling Of The Boards, The Feel Of The Puck, And Skates Carving Into The Ice Is A Rhythm To Live
By, Because It's Possible To Skate Fast Enough To Leave All Your Worries Behind.
Sweat Is The Cologne Of Our Accomplishment. Why? Why Would Someone Push Themselves
So Hard The Uneducated Pussies Always Ask?
House League, A, AA, AAA, Jr. B, Jr. A, CHL, US College, Pro....
It's Never Been For The Fucking Money. It's Not For The Girls, And It's Not For The Fame.
"The Boys" Play Because We Fucking Love It!!
This describes my attitude towards hockey perfectly. love it.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Hey diddle diddle,
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon!
the little dog laughed
to see such a sport,
and the dish ran away with the spoon!
he ran from conviction,
and fed his addiction,
as the dish heated the spoon.
the soon begged to go,
but the dish shouted 'NO!!'
'The heroine will be ready soon'
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon!
the little dog laughed
to see such a sport,
and the dish ran away with the spoon!
he ran from conviction,
and fed his addiction,
as the dish heated the spoon.
the soon begged to go,
but the dish shouted 'NO!!'
'The heroine will be ready soon'
Wasteland
I'm alone in this wasteland a thousand miles from you, but haven't forgotten the feel of your skin, your mischievous smile.. You'd think a thousand miles would be enough. I guess I'll keep walking..
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Love
I've never loved anyone as much as I do samantha. It's not something I really expected. I didn't expect us to last this long at all. But.. as fate had it I fell in love. I fell head over heels in love. I don't ever stop thinking about her. I'm never happier than when I see her or talk to her. Never. I wish I could see her now.
they say ignorance is bliss, but I think they are lying. Knowing is much better than not. She said she doesn't love me anymore, when she thinks about it. I don't know what that means. She couldn't explain it. I felt my guts wrench, and I almost puked. It was so hard listening to her. It almost sounded like it didn't even matter... like it was casual.
I don't know what I would do without her. I can't sleep.. I'm not even remotely tired now. I can't stop thinking that being with her is still my best option. Even if she doesn't love me. I can deal with that. She says everything is perfect and amazing when she see's me... is that enough to stay in a relationship with someone for?
She is my world. If she leaves me I don't know what I would do. I'll never be the same. I couldn't be. She's the one for me, and I think losing her might push me over the edge. I'd give her the world. I'd sacrifice the world for her. I would do anything to be with her... I still think she is the most amazing person. Does she think the same about me? Can she?
The only reason I'm writing this is to collect my thoughts... I'm so lost. She said she will talk to me tomorrow. I want to.. so bad. I wonder if it will be awkward. I wonder if the conversation will continue. I won't have anything to do... all day.
Am I going to have my heart broken tomorrow? What about the next day? I just can't help but think about the giant hole I will have to fill if she leaves... does she even realize what she is doing to me? I know she cares. It's in her nature. She doesn't know how to show it...
I think she still loves me. I hope she does. I've gone through phases like that. If I think about it.. I don't really love anyone. But then I remember what love is, it's just a state of mind. A personal opinion towards someone. That opinion can change, I suppose. It can't get much better... but it can stay far from horrible as well.
We'll see how this all plays out. Maybe there will still be something there even if it all goes south... I really hope it doesn't. In fact, if it doesn't I will probably be the happiest man alive. Like I said.. I don't know what I would do without her. Especially not now.. now after losing everyone close to me. I just don't know if I would be able to deal with it... I don't know if I could actually find the willpower to go on.
they say ignorance is bliss, but I think they are lying. Knowing is much better than not. She said she doesn't love me anymore, when she thinks about it. I don't know what that means. She couldn't explain it. I felt my guts wrench, and I almost puked. It was so hard listening to her. It almost sounded like it didn't even matter... like it was casual.
I don't know what I would do without her. I can't sleep.. I'm not even remotely tired now. I can't stop thinking that being with her is still my best option. Even if she doesn't love me. I can deal with that. She says everything is perfect and amazing when she see's me... is that enough to stay in a relationship with someone for?
She is my world. If she leaves me I don't know what I would do. I'll never be the same. I couldn't be. She's the one for me, and I think losing her might push me over the edge. I'd give her the world. I'd sacrifice the world for her. I would do anything to be with her... I still think she is the most amazing person. Does she think the same about me? Can she?
The only reason I'm writing this is to collect my thoughts... I'm so lost. She said she will talk to me tomorrow. I want to.. so bad. I wonder if it will be awkward. I wonder if the conversation will continue. I won't have anything to do... all day.
Am I going to have my heart broken tomorrow? What about the next day? I just can't help but think about the giant hole I will have to fill if she leaves... does she even realize what she is doing to me? I know she cares. It's in her nature. She doesn't know how to show it...
I think she still loves me. I hope she does. I've gone through phases like that. If I think about it.. I don't really love anyone. But then I remember what love is, it's just a state of mind. A personal opinion towards someone. That opinion can change, I suppose. It can't get much better... but it can stay far from horrible as well.
We'll see how this all plays out. Maybe there will still be something there even if it all goes south... I really hope it doesn't. In fact, if it doesn't I will probably be the happiest man alive. Like I said.. I don't know what I would do without her. Especially not now.. now after losing everyone close to me. I just don't know if I would be able to deal with it... I don't know if I could actually find the willpower to go on.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Parapsychology of Mammarys
Can nipples be psychic? A recent study says yes! A recent study conducted by me. I was talking to my girlfriend, and she said she had to go to bed. So I decided to pull out the nipples to figure out whether she was really going to bed or not. I pulled it out, gave it a squeeze, and a small breath so it became hard. I waved it around.... and it came back with her thoughts! Garbled, of course.
My nipples told me that she was thinking 'bongongwankluk', which roughly translates to 'Bong Gong wank kluk'. The experts are 60% sure that 100% of evidence this inconclusively points in the general direction of the suggestion that she might not actually go to bed.
Another study will be conducted within the next few days... can female nipples lead to a breakthrough in translating what the male nipple receives? Tune in later, after I find some nipples!
My nipples told me that she was thinking 'bongongwankluk', which roughly translates to 'Bong Gong wank kluk'. The experts are 60% sure that 100% of evidence this inconclusively points in the general direction of the suggestion that she might not actually go to bed.
Another study will be conducted within the next few days... can female nipples lead to a breakthrough in translating what the male nipple receives? Tune in later, after I find some nipples!
10 hilarious questions
10 Hilarious questions (not ordered)
1. Who the hell took my fucking nacho's?
2. Can you go up there and tell them, 'Frank want's his fucking hotwings!' please?
3. What, how the hell did that get in your ass?
4. What, how the hell did that get out of your ass?
5. Stoned: 'Wait... What?'
6. ...Is that all of it?
7. Is it in?
8. WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY MOTHER FUCKING NACHO'S?!
9. Does anybody else tingle when they pee?
10. Aren't Rhino's mythical?
1. Who the hell took my fucking nacho's?
2. Can you go up there and tell them, 'Frank want's his fucking hotwings!' please?
3. What, how the hell did that get in your ass?
4. What, how the hell did that get out of your ass?
5. Stoned: 'Wait... What?'
6. ...Is that all of it?
7. Is it in?
8. WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY MOTHER FUCKING NACHO'S?!
9. Does anybody else tingle when they pee?
10. Aren't Rhino's mythical?
Another one? What?
A poem that rhymes..
Seeing things,
that cannot be,
a sure warning sign
of insanity.
A look in the mirror,
a sight of horrors,
unimaginable,
sinking despite the moores.
Can't stop now, it's almost finished,
they're taking me away, too soon.
My body is being numbed,
Out cold; before noon.
Brutally awakened by cold,
the dampness of a windowless room,
But not alone...
Sanity is the mark of loneliness.
Seeing things,
that cannot be,
a sure warning sign
of insanity.
A look in the mirror,
a sight of horrors,
unimaginable,
sinking despite the moores.
Can't stop now, it's almost finished,
they're taking me away, too soon.
My body is being numbed,
Out cold; before noon.
Brutally awakened by cold,
the dampness of a windowless room,
But not alone...
Sanity is the mark of loneliness.
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