To One Anonymous Person

On February 1, 2009, I posted an article titled "It's Fucking Over." In this article, which was almost a month ago, I stated that it was fucking over. Well, a month later, the Habs are still shit and my once tiny bandwagon of calling for the pepper coach's head has grown to be of the majority. All those Kovy bashers have disappeared because they're cunts who can't face the fact they were WRONG all along. I always knew Carbo was the problem and it took a fucking loss season for everyone else to realize it too. For all those still on the sinking Carbo bandwagon, I forgive you for all being of the same fruit (pepper) as no man should stink alone. But the real reason I came out of hibernation was a response I got from that article:

Anonymous: u r gay

If this cocksucker said this to my face, I would respond as any Kenny Powers fan should, by saying, "Go fuck yourself' and then knocking his teeth out with my fist. This is the ultimate cunt, an individual who comes on my fucking site in which I have put great effort into and he writes a piece a shit statement like that on my wall. Atleast have the fucking courtesy to create a blog name so I can put an ungly piece a shit face to your remark. The sad thing is (besides me responding to a response) is that you (Anonymous fucking cocksucker) know I'm right hence why you don't rebuttle my article but just add a stupid comment. If my Blog is so fucking gay then why are you on it and furthermore taking the time to write a response? I, by creating this blog in the first place, established my stake in this blog as well as the Habs. You. on the otherhand, are the faggot. So as the Habs fall further into the depths of hell under the watchful eye of Coach Carbo, you can join him by eating out his crevice. Once again, FUCK YOU.

The World Ended

Goodbye sweet hope,
Goodbye sweet chance,
Goodbye sweet everything,
The End of Days has come and gone
and left only this poor shell of a man behind.
Gone is my team, my love, my everything.
I shall walk the earth a lonely man
searching for my place in history.
The world, however, is a dessert of
deceit, anger, loss, torture, horror.
No happiness can exist without the sip from the bowl of life
we hold so high above our head.
Lucifer has swiped from my thorny hands the very essence of I,
Yet still I search and still find nothing.
I yearn for a savior but he is preoccupied with his first son.
Goodbye

It's Fucking Over

I have little to say then I know I have a larger penis then Carbo. I've never seen his penis but judging by the size of his ego, his wife must make great use of her Pink Rabbit. What makes matters worse is his ego is compounded by the fact that he is dumb as fuck. And this guy is our coach. His game plan today was play scared defensive hockey that showed what little confidence he has in his own players. He also threw his best player under the bus for the hundredth time and played his 4th liners, 1st line minutes. I wonder why we loss 3-1 to the Bruins? What makes matters worse is he'll think we played a solid game and the demise of the centennial season will continue. Go to fucking hell Carbo and take your big ego and tiny penis with you.