It's so crazy that we're going to play hockey and actually have an evening to do something, instead of driving home at 3:30 a.m.
A goon? Puhlease. Obviously there was an accounting error that game, as is evident by my lack of PIMs. They never happened. You're living in a fantasy world my friend.
Not all of us can plaster a d-bags face first into the glass, there Jar... some of us just don't have the testicular fortitude.
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