There once was a lacrosse player who could really do nothing all winter long. Even the winter league was too boring, but along came March. And march he did until all the forum users drank
all his beer, leaving him sober and alone. But unfortunately the Toronto Rock started to gather 'round and the players started to chant his name. "Gary, Gary, Gary" chanted the crowd as they
ate $1 hot dogs at the risk of getting food poisoning from the horrible onions that came straight from an old smelly duffle bag drenched in the sweat of a hot summer night in the Niagara region.
Stop! yelled a flock of American tourists who had never seen such wild, irresponsible displays of rampant Canadian-newfie-ism. But they took a few dozen dogs back across the frozen river
to eat while they watched the nascar race drinking good 'ol bathtub moonshine. Unfortunate for them it was made from the leftovers of previous weeks' awesome celebration party after the
police recognized the stolen cup as being the one to have gone missing when the champions passed out at the local watering hole because of the screech punch and pickled onions. Meanwhile back at the arena, the
washrooms quickly filled with disgruntled lacrosse fans who's team lost the all star game. They garthered 'round the lucky urinal, beer in one hand, popcorn in the other doing what you do at a civilized discussion.
Suddenly the door exploded off it's hinges, and in walked Colin Popeye Doyle. "Riddle me this" he said. "What do you get when you cross a duck with curdled milk, rennet and acidification?" "A cheese quacker of course!"
They all yelled "Ron Cheated!!!" He was holding an illegal performance de-hancing drug which he poured into the lucky urinal while he thought noone was looking. All of a sudden Colin Doyle appeared in the distance, again,
holding a bloody lacrosse stick. With a sadistic smirk, he announced he was traded and swiftly turned. Cackling, he ran down tha hall and tripped and fell right into the black hole called 'San Jose'
Once he landed, he immediately headed to the beach where he ran into his old lady. "Colin! who was that man in the clown mask?" "The ref sporting new outfits"
Posted on Mar 19, 2007, 1:20 PM from IP address 188.8.131.52