I bet she smokes cloves and listens to nothing but obscure 80s hair metal bands...
*looks at thread title*
Then we might fall in love, because as I like none of those things, except for Sweden, I appreciate her obscurity... but that's a conversation her and I will have in private, while indulging onthe delicious nectar that has candy seeds of plenty.
I would, like her alot more, if she showed up to random hockey games dressed as a ref on the off chance they needed her.
Speaking of big guys who are totally awesome, and could help the Wings; have you heard of this guy Brian McGratton? He's an AHLer in Calgary's organization and is just the kind of power forward that Detroit needs to A) keep the rats at bay, B) deter cheap shots against our stars, and C) create space for Dats and Zetterberg.
Just a thought. Ya know, because he's the biggest Laffy Taffy of them all.
I heard he invented sliced bread.
What if he secretly likes 'Golden Girls', and has every season on VHS?
It doesn't have to be a service- religious or otherwise- nor does it have to be formal.
People just need to get together with other people who are mourning the passing of the same person.
I used to want to be made into a marionette like Bob barker was for the last five years on the price is right, but no one else was into that.
Now I want a viking funeral. Coins on my eyes, and light me on fire on top of a pyre.
My family was fighting at my grandpas funeral last month, which made me feel horrible.
My poor grandma.
So me and her left and went to the casino while they all went to eat...
Which she loved, I still have family that won't talk to me because of it...
But I think, if you're fighting in front of a woman who's been widowed after 65 years of marriage, you deserve to be hit in the mouth.