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Sunday, April 10, 2011

Blazzin' BitCHes! ~ WaCHo kids, Sheriff Subban and DepuTFS™ saddled up to save the season for us locals ~ Habs 4 - leaf 1 ~ Willkommen. Bienvenue. Welcome. C'mon in to the rock ridged for your pleasure Game Review thread


The Canadiens came riding into Hogtown, not looking for twouble, just a stopover, maybe get a dwink or two, see some dancing girls and have some vittles. Only thing 'standing' in their way were those pesky Toronto varmints and dem hnic twits. Captain Gio was locked, stocked with two smoking' barrels, leading the CHarge into the playoffs against bears dressed up as mongorillas). So throw up your hands, stick out your tush, hands on your hips and give 'em a playoff push.

~ Gunslinger Gio! ~ Polishing that playoff pistol with two silver mug CHasing bullets.
~ Sharp Shootin' ~ Ten-gallon hat DuBois whips it out straight through the Miracle Kidd.

~ Down Goes Brown ~ Howe sweet was BAMF (Blanche Ass Mother Fucker! credit goes to N31)? Bring on round 1 tout suite! Nice bump kid.
~ Sleepy ACC ~ Rename this dust bowl of an arena Deadwood. MLSE, your sports town is turning into shit. Cactushead got a goal and one disallowed.

~ Get Von sCHtupped! ~ Another sad season for the piss-ant cbc twats. Who can satisfy their lustful leaf habits? Up yours!

~ No lollygaggin' around ~ PleXXXe picks up his shorthand shovel and scores a beauty shorty.

~ Leaf of faith ~ Ride off into the sunset leaf fans, enjoy the greener pastures, of the fucking golf course. Fucking losers, face it, evewything below 8th ... is kaput! You're finished. Fertig! Verfallen! Verlumpt! Verblunget! Verkackt!
~ New Sheriffs in town ~ It's twue! TFS™+PFK give the townspeople some hope that things will be defended well, weally well.

~ Fool's Gold ~ What in the wide world of sports is going on here? cbc/hnic leaf love doesn't pan out, again, go figure.


~ Stinkin' badges ~ Gave em out already.

~ Puppets pwan your fwiggin pensions ~ Redfaced and raging town drunk donald (S)aloon cherry has been drinking heavily, just string him up with another leaf losing season and watch him rant into retirement, bonus is keeping an eye where mclame's head and hands are.
The Ol' Hot Stove ~ What a fucking façade of futile flatulence, rest your sphincters and STFU! you teutonic farts!

600 Johnsons ~ Congwats CHowula, now win a Stanwey Cup pwayoff seewies or four.

200 ~ 29 sends this, just add your favourite whiskey.
Next town, Boston ~ Habs, go do that voodoo that you do so well! We want rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, streakers, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, Anons, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, shit-kickers and of course, fucking METHodists. GYFHG!


Let's play CHest with the new Sheriff ~
~ Sing with the Church CHoir and CHongregation ~ Gold You Fools, Habs Gold ! Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! What the hell is that shit? I meant a song. A real song. Something like The Stone Woses.

The gold road's sure a long road
Wind on through the CHills for 16 games
The pack on Max's back is aCHing
The stanchions seem to cut him like a knife

Bruins are clowns, Habs won't back down
I don't need hnic to tell me who's going down
Down down down...

leaf standing alone, I'm watching them fall
I'm seeing them sinking
leaf standing alone, you're faking their gold
I'm watching cbc stinking
Fool's gold

These Habs were made for winning
The Marquis de Sade never wore no Pants! like these
Gold's just around the CHorner
Bs breakdown's coming up round the bend
Sometimes you have to Anon to get along here
I know the truth and I know that we're winning!

Bs are going down down down...

Bs standing alone, I'm watching them fall
I'm seeing them sinking
Bs will be home, in their black and gold
I'm watching their playoffs stinking
Fools of black & gold