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'We cannot get out. The end comes. Drums, drums in the deep. They are coming.'

10.17.2005

While trudging through grammar-dead shit swamps today...

...a league-leading powerplay and a league-leading penalty kill were the things that kept me sane. If I'm Yoda... He's my Han; he's my Luke; he's my Chewy; and he's my Obi-Wan.

 Balding at 21, you are. Worry not, my young apprentice: Hiding the thinning, helmets are for.

posted by Mason @ 1:07 AM  

1 Comments:

  • At 10:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    PMB’s mug should replace the sun in that logo on his sweater because his noggin looks like the setting sun (literally and symbolically). But man, he is kickin' ass so far.

     

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