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#2651689 9 (NINE!) player trade involving Phanuef

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 09 February 2016 - 11:43 AM

Wow. At least now I don't have to worry about Kenny having a legendary brain fart to bring Phaneuf to Detroit *shiver*

#2651643 2/8 GDT : Florida Panthers at Detroit Red Wings, 7:30 EST

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 08 February 2016 - 10:28 PM

*shutout butt pats*

#2651480 Barclays CEO - Watch on your phone if you don't like obstructed vi

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 08 February 2016 - 03:05 PM

Bad business.

#2651437 D-Boz tearin 'em up in the D!

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 08 February 2016 - 11:55 AM

I'm so glad the internet wasn't a thing when my best friend and I were making ridiculously embarrassing videos that we thought were super awesome :lol:

#2651311 Flyers/Penguins Winter Classic 2011....I mean 2017

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 06 February 2016 - 08:32 PM

Meh. For me, nothing can top the WC at the big house. I got what I wanted, it was an awesome experience, and I stopped caring.

#2651302 2/6 GDT : New York Islanders at Red Wings, 7:30 EST

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 06 February 2016 - 07:28 PM

Missed this one, looks like they finally got their s*** together?!

*pats butts*

#2650949 We're Back Up!

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 05 February 2016 - 12:18 AM

*pats butts*

#2650946 Random Discussion Thread

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 04 February 2016 - 11:51 PM

Sweet jesus it's good to be back!

Don't ever leave me again, LGW!

#2650702 Amusing stories you have heard or lived.

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 31 January 2016 - 12:49 AM


The year was 1993. A bad ass year by all accounts. I was a young lass of 13, living the good life. I was cute, and due to a solid reputation I had built for myself, no one f***ed with me. The roller rink was the place to be, and on this fine evening I was patronizing an establishment a couple towns over with my bestie since 1st grade (who is still my bestie to this day, holla) and another girl we hung out with. Generously dropped off by my bestie's mom, we had an evening of freedom ahead of us--skates, nachos, and BOYS. We scoped out the prospects for a bit, when a tall drink of water asked me to skate with him. He was hot, so naturally with much giggling and whispering with the girls I agreed. We tooled around for a bit, flirting awkwardly with wheels strapped to our feet as only young teens can. I had to go to the bathroom, but it could wait. This was serious business. So I made the fatal mistake--I pushed it. I skated and skated with this cutie until I couldn't take it anymore. I excused myself and headed toward the bathroom. What follows is nothing short of a Benny Hill skit. The second I stepped off the rink, Satan and all his minions were conspiring to keep me away from the bathroom. There was the birthday party of 8,000 elementary schoolers that I had to deke, my friends furiously clamoring for deets, THAT DAMN CARPET that slowed my skates to a crawl, a curious gaggle of middle aged women, and the fact that I had to essentially do the Pee Pee Dance ™ with what felt like snow tires attached to my feet. I had waited too long, but I was determined to make it. With a fire in my belly (bladder), I approached the ladies' room with what felt like an unnatural slowness reserved for running in dreams. I was almost there. The promise land was within my grasp, and I longed for the sweet release that freeing my myself from my ripped denim would bring. I got to the door, squeezed the handle, and was stopped mid-door swing by The Boy. "Hey, you ready to skate?" That was it. My moment had passed. The crushing realization that I was too late dawned on me with an icy shudder wherein I turned to look at him, shrugged, and peed my pants whilst looking him directly in the eyes. I owned it. I asserted my dominance like a dog marking a bush. I continued to stare him down as it dawned on him exactly what was happening. He skated away in disgust as my bestie skated up next to me. We looked at each other for a brief, fleeting moment before she broke the silence as only a bestie can--in the most deadpan of voices she said "Dude. Did you just piss your pants?" Thankfully I have no shame and we proceeded to break into hysterical laughter. the rest of the night is a blur except for the vague memory of driving home in her mom's car sitting on an old blanket. I never saw The Boy again, nor did I (forever thankful that this didn't happen in my town) set foot in that roller rink ever again.

I'm pretty sure that was the last time I ever wet my pants while sober.

#2650159 1/25 GDT - Red Wings 4 at Islanders 2

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 25 January 2016 - 09:38 PM

I'm here!

*pats butts*

#2649897 The person below me game...

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 24 January 2016 - 02:03 PM

:lol: YES! Seen, not been.

I'll let the person who answers the legitimate next question pose the next one lol

#2649717 CSKA 1988-89

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 23 January 2016 - 08:10 PM

Man, to watch that Bure/Fedorov/Mogilny line every night...

#2649557 1/22 GDT : Detroit Red Wings - Buffalo Sabres, 7:00 EST

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 22 January 2016 - 09:50 PM

*pats butts*

#2649430 Abdelkader Player's Tribune article

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 22 January 2016 - 11:51 AM

I give him mad props for graduating. It's got to be difficult to stay motivated to grind it out in his situation. Kudos.

But also Go Blue

#2649054 Kronwall out 2-4 Weeks after Knee Scope

Posted by BottleOfSmoke on 19 January 2016 - 10:20 PM

Good time to do it. Well before the playoffs and with the extra break for the ASG. Hopefully this explains his lower performance this year, and he'll be back to his old self in a month or two!