Stab to the Heart

October 10, 2010

Kris, Army. No offense or anything, but those outfits make you look fat.

Dear Toronto Maple Leafs,

FUCKING STOP MAKING ME LOVE YOU BY ADOPTING ALL MY FAVOURITE PLAYERS.
DIE BITCHES.

Fuck you,

MM

Alternatively, these looks are much much better for you two.

And…

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May 10, 2010
  • LaPierre is a tool box.
  • If this is the Habs standing on their heads, playing for their lives. It’s not good enough.
  • I really don’t know how the tool-box gets away with a cross-check to the head. I really don’t know.
  • We’ve been down 3 goals in a game before and came back to win it. This shit is far from over.
  • Can we just … get rid of these guys? Cmon, this has gone on long enough. Sink them, Pens.
  • I am actively homicidal right now. This series makes no sense. Can we please get rid of these fuckers?
  • I would rather listen to Miley Cyrus everyday for the rest of my life than this OLAY OLAAAY OLAY OLAY SHIT.
  • OLAAAY OLAY OLAY … GET THE FUCK OUT.
  • If I ever go to Montreal, I’m bringing an industrial sized can of pepper spray and I’m going to spray fucking everyone.
  • Change Halak’s name to Haluck.
  • 40 years ago today, Bobby Orr flew.
  • That is off topic. I hate thaaaa Habz.
  • Mike Cammaleri Calameri needs to GTFO.
  • Who’s blowing the refs before the game?
  • WE ARE NOT LOSING THIS FUCKING GAME.
  • THREE LETTERS: MAF.
  • HALAK, FUCK YOURSELFFFF.
  • I’ve decided it was Mike Cammaleri who blew the refs. Fuck you all.
  • Excuse my French.
  • I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT LAPIERRE. HIS VERY EXISTENCE.
  • 4-2.
  • PENGUINS, CRACK HALAK HES A DOUCHE.
  • Enough already. Olay your mother.
  • Crosby sucks, Montreal? FUCK YOU, THAT’S THE CANADIAN HERO YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT, SUCK MY NUTS AND BECOME YOUR OWN FUCKING COUNTRY ALREADY. FUCK. OFF.
  • AT LEAST, PUT SOMEONE IN THE HOSPITAL, IDC WHO. JUST FUCKING BREAK SOMEONE’S NECK, THAT’S ALL I WANT.
  • WULLAHHIIIIIII SAAAAAAAAAAARGE.
  • 4-3
  • ONE MORE, MOTHER FUCKERS MUAHAHA.
  • Congratulations, Montreal, you just won the Stanley Cup.
  • Game seven.
  • BURY THEM WEDNESDAY.

DEAR HABS,

FUCK YOU.

WHATEVER,

MM.