nothing
nothing matters anymore
we are nothing but the farts of dying stars...pushed through the clenched anus of time
and soon we shall be nuclear fart dust again
what does it matter?
they happen to be playing a team known as the maple leafs, but why should you care?
time: a flat circle
place: oh who the f*** cares. f*** you.
keys to the game:
- prepare for the oncoming, inexorable tides of entropy
- look to the heavens and weep...for there is no God
- do not make the inevitable onslaught as this universe continues to dissolve into nothingness that much more painful by going into overtime
lineups
...but do you really care? do you?
ok...fine. here they are:
landeskog - mackinnon - rantanen
kerfoot - compher - jost
nieto - soderberg - calvert
sisyphus - dries - andri-no really...what does it matter?
defense is but a random, jumbled puzzle of various bodies, turning and twisting into new and increasingly curious shapes...
and goaltending. what is goaltending, really? it is but an extension of ourselves risen from the primordial ooze, standing firm against a doomed finality, and yet we look on, looking for a save that may never, ever come...especially if f***ing g*ddamn Phil with Two P's plays in net.
so tell me, how sick are you of scrolling?
no really...how much?
bet you thought you'd never stop, didja?
sorry, gotta keep going.
just a little further...
and now here are the leafs:
children's book author - big paycheque - bigger paycheque
hockey's favorite dad - biggest paycheque - medium paycheque
brown - kadri - sat for nearly half the season for a paycheque
lindholm - THE GOAT - where's MY paycheque
the king - the rielly
no paycheque - wish we could get rid of your paycheque
spent my paycheque on corn rows and speedos - somehow still getting a paycheque
actual goaltender
actual backup goaltender
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