nuxforever Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 Now I'm even more freaked! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Tortorella Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 You're obsessing too much about the Canucks. There are other things in life besides hockey. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hudson bay rules Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 edit Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheCammer Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 I consider myself a pretty intense hockey fan but I can honestly say I have never dreamt about a Canuck or their injuries. Please get a life and dream about normal things like women and SEX. And your boss says stop napping at work. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KillerOrca Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 i like waffles Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nuck-Shot Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 Ooooooh very scary... He will haveto remember raffis floating around light as a feather but sharp as a tack Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RyanKeslord17 Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 If Torres reads this..... Bye Hank Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Dancin'Droid Posted May 1, 2013 Share Posted May 1, 2013 i like waffles Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erik Karlsson Posted May 2, 2013 Share Posted May 2, 2013 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CookieCrumbs Posted May 2, 2013 Share Posted May 2, 2013 What was the point in making this thread? Go away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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sgt. grumbles Posted May 2, 2013 Share Posted May 2, 2013 A moth walks into a podiatrist's office. The podiatrist says, "Moth, what's the problem?" And the moth says, "What's the problem. Well, doc, where do I begin? Every day I get up to another cruel sky. It's like the sun is mocking me as I begin the gruelling preparations for another 8-hours of slogging in meaningless toil for my boss, Gregor McIvanichisky. A grey self, captive in a grey cubicle in a grey office with no windows that I might see the grey clouds beyond... I just sit in my cubicle as I feel the throbbing ache of the best days of my life being raped away into a monotonous, forgettable slurry of irrelevant corporate drudgery. I don't know what I'm doing, I don't think my boss even knows. All he knows is that he has power over me. And my children...my daughter is always on her cellphone, texting and emailing. I haven't spoken real words to her in weeks. My oldest son is never home and when he is, he's locked in his room listening to angry music. My youngest son, he's only 4, I look at him and he asks me to play... and I feel nothing. No love, no tenderness... just a void. And when I look in the mirror...I don't recognize the face staring back at me. It's aged so much from the boyish looks I remember. The years have carved deep lines of despair, worry and anguish. Dark, hollow eyes where once gleamed hope and excitement. Thin lips unable to find the smile of the happy, old days. If only I could find the courage to reach over to the side table and remove the loaded gun. And then find the strength to pull back that hammer as the chamber rotates, clicking solidly into place...Raising it to my temple for the final squeeze that will erase the last shreds of my existence from this cold grave of a life wasted away." And the podiatrist says, "Well, Moth, you're in pretty rough shape. You need to get some help. But why did you come to me? You need a psychiatrist!!" And the moth says... "Because the light was on." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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