Love Leads to Anger and Anger Leads to the Dark Side (of the (Sailor) Moon)

F. U. C. K. Y. O. U. H. A. B. S.



That's my new license plate until shit gets figured out. Don't worry everyone, as much as you think I'm Bill Simmons, I'm not (Though I'm still fucking hilarious). I will make numerous grammatical errors in this post probably and it won't be 750 pages long. Also I think Larry Bird was overrated cause he was white cause he was. Win one for the Isiah train (its been a tough last 15 years). I am back, we are 8-10, and we suck dick more then Rupaul after Labor Day but not prior (He gets off on white). Where to begin. Let's start here.....



- SK74 is many things. He's selfish, somewhat chaotic, maniacal, gang banger who uses highlights. You know what else he does Mr. I don't say more then three words unless what I just said was "Did I just Fart?" (4 words) Gainey? Sergie lights up the lamp. And in case you didn't notice, WE CAN'T SCORE!!!! His brother is lost, dealing with male pattern baldness this side of Andre Agassi and is in a loveless marriage (not true?). You know what's next? Meth!!! Please let SK74 save Big Titz, all tits, the Habs, the season, the fans, and Christmas.



- Gomez should give back half his salary now and I'm not being harsh. A player in a tight game who gets a breakaway and is the highest paid player on that team is 1) expected, 2) should, 3) will deliver a goal. Instead we get a whiff. 4 points in the last 9 games for 7.5 million. Hogwash I say.



- JM, do something!!! Play 4 forwards, fire Muller, fire yourself, lose some weight, become Jewish (has some perks???? No, that was a bad suggestion) but do something. We are almost at the 20 game mark, a mark in which a man who almost became GM of the Wild but didn't adn now yells at the screen as a commentator said would be the defining indicator of how good the Habs are. 10-10 buys you another day but 8-12, off with your head. Only Charlie (Weiss) the Hut gets that many lives.



- Heroes: Dexter, Kenny Powers (Go fuck yourself) , Kate Hudson (for seeing more penis then Heidi Fleiss on a bad day) and Chris "The Kaveman" Kaman for letting your goldie locks go.



-Zeros: The Habs, the Habs coaches, the Habs, trainers, the Habs vendors, even Youppi, and Polar Bear's father for blaming it on the rotator cuff.



- Defence, I don't like using cus words as you can see from my writing so I would like to just say, "Officer Cruptke, Crupt You!" but fuck you MAB, you're worst then Breezer and you don't even have his hair. That reminds me, Breeeeeeezeerrrr!



That's all folks. I got through without any Will Ferrell or Adam Sandler jokes. They should make a movie together called Billy Madison Meets Ricky Bobby. I think it has potential like the keyboard neck tie.



Peace Out: Compton, Polar Bear, and that ugly kid who became friends with me in 5th grade cause he begged while leaning against the soccer pole.



Go fuck yourself San Diego Canadiens,



Pessimist