How about those Nicks?
yeah! They’re always having parties late at night, throwing beer bottles on the lawn, puking in my flower boxes…Nick Peterson is the WORST.
oh.
Did you mean…the Knicks? 
jarbaby
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I haven’t noticed any, since I started using more expensive razors.
C’mere, Nimune–I wanna see if I can imitate G. Gordon Liddy with these red pencils.
For the literary record, I am not attempting to call down supernatural wrath upon editors–thus “goddamn” or “god damn” is notcorrect. As an expression, “goddam” is perfectly fine.
(As in “Those goddam Penguins are headed for the goddam golf course come Tuesday afternoon, goddammit.”)
The rest of you–leave my Uncle Nick outta this.
Redboss - can i have your babies?
Okay Franch, but you gotta come and pick 'em up yourself. This time I’m not driving all that way to have someone back out at the last minute.
Nick the eldest is totally toilet trained now (fingers crossed!), and Nick the middle is a lot quieter now that we’ve got him off the Ritalin. Nick the youngest? Well the least said the better.
Remember you asked for them, so no bitching when you get them home, please.
Redbaby
Nice vent, and I understand that the thread was not well placed…hell it was in the exact wrong place…
as for the stanley cup…if you don’t play hockey, you’ll never understand. The tridition, the desire…
On any level, those who play hockey are attached by a special bond that is the sport.
Every week I play hockey. I would love for the chance to play for the stanley cup…but I play the game because I love the game. Every week I look forward to the game with my team, because we all love the game…
and I read back on this, and oh shit do I sound like a sap…aww fuck me…