
First there was The Devil Wears Prada, about a journalism grad’s experience interning for Vogue. Then there was Ugly Betty, which was basically the same thing, but Mexicaner. Today, New Line announced that it will be turning hockey player Sean Avery’s (I think he’s the Asian one) experiences as a Vogue intern this summer into a romantic comedy. That’ll teach people to think it was all just a publicity stunt.
Avery, was a member of the NHL’s New York Rangers at the time of the internship; he’s since signed with the Dallas Stars. Avery told The Hollywood Reporter he’s always been a fashionista. “I was always trying to be the best-dressed kid in school,” he said.
Avery, an instigator and fighter who piles up penalty minutes, said he took some razzing for the experiences but has learned not to worry about the stereotypes of sport.
“I think it’s great to be into something that you care about,” he said. “But I’m still an athlete who likes to beat the crap out of people.” [THR]
Talk about a real fish out of (ice) water story, LOL! Seriously though, the NHL has penalties for being a fruit? I knew I liked that sport.



Maybe they’ll include the part in the story where Sean Avery got shot down by Paris Hilton (which is like getting kicked out of a donut shop for being a cop).
Fashion and hockey. The only way He could care less is if you somehow incorporated the Office Depot “That Was Easy” Button.
It was just a matter of time before they let gay guys play, I guess. They’ve let black guys play for a few years now.
They should have Martin Brodeur make a cameo wearing Prada. Also, Brodeur should wave a stick in front of Avery’s face and punch him in the groin.
The only reason Sean Avery likes hanging out around the fashion industry is that there’s no chance he’ll ever get to serve two minutes in the box there.
Dude’s tie is tucked into his pants. Seriously.
Alternately, they could have a cameo by Miroslav Satan wearing Prada.
King Fekl,
Thought it wa sStaples.
Yeah, that don’t play with Red Wings fans. We sniffed that out in Detroit a few years back and sent him packin’. I don’t think we knew exactly what he was packin’ though.
Sean Avery often gets in trouble for getting too far inside the goalie’s crease.
What would be awesome is a movie about a football player who stays out of trouble.
Donk,
Nothing says “F.U.” to religion as wearing that jersey to church.
TW, You’re looking at his crotch? Dude, you can’t be on the Red Wings either.
I’m thinking he hopes the Sansabelt pants distract your attention from the tie, goWoo.
I’m sure Sean Avery felt very comfortable in the fashion industry, every runway and catwalk is loaded with high sticks.
::: heads to the penalty box for two minutes:::
They’re not called jerseys either.
A hockey player, the pope and a rabbi walk into a bar. The pope turns to the rabbi and says, “Nobody fucking watches hockey.”
Usually, this penalty is called on an entire team, but somehow, Sean Avery always manages to rack up several penalties for ‘too many men’
Wow, Burnsy must be a Republican! He just pretends like minorities don’t even exist!
As a Boy, The Mighty Feklahr made Overflood Silas submit to many cruel and humiliating homosexual acts (that often involved lumber).
However, it is still not as gay as a hockey player “fashionista”. WTF?
*takes his Blues jersey out and whispers, “One day…”*
Sean Avery signed with the Dallas Stars to find out if everything really is bigger in Texas.
<==== LOOK! Look at what the devil made me do!!!
Unlike most Hockey players, Avery likes to get scored on in his 5 hole.
Avery gets excited when you tell him you’re going to pull a triple deke. That is, until you clarify that you said “deke”
Sean Avery likes his boyfriends to cum on his face. Then he slams his dick repeatedly against the side of the bed and yells, “That’s Icing!!!”.
Yeah, I’ll watch this movie…right after I name my firstborn Destiny, pshhhhhhh.
GPP: Gabba gabba HEY! That fucking show rules my nightmares.
Fek, the devil made you fuck the Burger King?
Sean’s favorite sexual position is “Boarding”, in which he gets buttfucked so hard, his head hits the headboard repeatedly until he gets a concussion.
Sean Avery’s idea of a hat trick involves the words “tap”, “swallow”, “back-alley”, and “beret”
<====Bonus for Stinky Peet
To Sean Avery, a penalty shot is making him fuck a chick. Vaginally.
God i want to Slash Sean Avery…no silly dick euphemism, or Hockey lingo, I just wish he was dead.
Sean Avery’s most common penalty? Holding the stick.
Homo, Homo on the Rangers. Where the Queers and Buffalo play.
I didn’t realize tough-guy Avery liked to dipsy-doodle off the ice as well.
That ^^ might be a strictly Canadian reference, so if none of you get it, too fucking bad
I really need some help with my formatting here, people.
Avery likes to “bury the biscuit”.
Dick Vitale uses Dipsy-doodle too, Al. Although he is usually talking about Alex Rodriguez when he uses it.
Don Cherry thinks Avery’s fashion style is too subdued.
When Avery “hits the back of the net”, it means his boyfriend didn’t spill any nut butter.
Avery puts the bone in zamboni.
Storyline of the rom-com: a self-center commonly practices the dump-and-chase; when he comes across a woman that tries possession, he gets a winger to run the neutral-zone trap. He ends up getting roughed until he improves his transition game, finds a way to split the D and scores from the slot.
Sean Avery’s idea of hooking is thumbing his boyfriend’s asshole while he blows him.
Avery is afraid of being labeled.
Patrick Roy thinks he is Avery good lay.
HEEEEEEEEELP!!! GET THE SPIDERS OFF MY SKIN!!!!!!!
The only box Avery is getting is of the penalty variety.
One of the first things Sean said when he started playing hockey was, “Hey, there’s no toe-pick on these skates!”.
Tomas Holmstrom may be the best at it on the ice, but nobody, and I mean nobody can redirect a wrist shot with his stick like Avery can in the bedroom.
Sean Avery would like to adjust Lord Stanley’s Cup.
Sean Avery watches very carefully what he eats so he can keep a very close eye on his figure (skating).
Avery calls getting his period, “crossing the red line”,
When Avery’s boyfriend goes balls deep, the sound it makes is called a “Slapshot”.
Avery just can’t get his face off that cock.
Sean Avery would like to
adjustdrink from Lord Stanley’s Cup.FIXED
The only reason Avery takes as many penalties as he does is because he’s disgusted by the thought of having the Lady Byng in his home.
Avery’s perfectly willing to cross bar to find a handsome fellow.
Sean Avery had a short stint as a head coach, but his tactics were called into question when he gave in to his constant urges to pull the goalie.
To ensure safe sex, he gives his new partners a back check before entering.
Rumor has it Will Smiff has already auditioned for this role, and got it.
If Sean Avery ever comes toward you in a breakaway just remember, he always goes low to the stick side.
Avery’s favorite strategy when he’s behind in the closing seconds is pulling the goalie.
Is that Avery smoking the fag in the banner pic??? Now THAT is hetero!
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A major contributor to Avery penalty minutes has been the Third Man In rule.
If Avery were traded to Detroit, they’d only need to throw 7 more pusses on the ice.
Avery always hated the East-West puck possession style, instead dedicating his life to being a north-south grinder.
I’m spent, Donk. If you have anything left, you win.
Donk already “pulled the goalie” Gene, pay attention. This certainly flushed out the hockey fans, didn’t it?
Avery thinks the Hanson Brothers are a pretty cool boy-band.
itty Nick, Awesome!
Witty, you are clearly someone who should be commenting on hockey.
“I think it’s great to be into something that you care about,” he said. “Of course, I’m referring to Zac Efron.”
Sean Avery switched to a graphite stick because he has already had enough wood in his life.
Sean Avery wears a visor on his helmet because he doesn’t want to take a shot in the eye, or a puck.
If Sean Avery ever asks you to drop the gloves, don’t do it; it’s a trap.
Sean Avery never had his front teeth replaced because it’s easier to suck dick without them.
(what? too direct?)
Gary Bettman thinks Sean Avery is an ok guy.
^Now THERE’S a way to flush out the real hockey fans.
My bad, Donk, Witty, Al.I got to thinking about my favorite sport and wasn’t quite reading the comments. Donk, you win. witty, I just reread your post and get it. And Al, sorry for losing focus.
Gene, you go to the box and feel shame now.
I would put a stick so far up Gary Bettman’s ass the blade would look like a rudder.
Sean Avery wants to come after Mario Lemieux, both numerically and physically.
Gene, you just redeemed yourself with that imagery.
Al, I’ll feel your shame box any time you ask.
Sean Avery signed with Dallas because he just can’t resist the tempation to get a one-timer from Mike Ribeiro.
FUCK MIKE!
Fuck Mike Ribeiro.
No, seriously, that was an exact quote from Avery when asked what his goal for the upcoming season was.
I like to let the ladies come first.
Gene, two minutes for interference, goddammit.
Sean Avery will probably not get the opportunity to wear an “A” on his chest, but he’d like to wear one on his face.
Sean Avery is a gay homo-sexsickle. That is all.
Hockey rules!!
there is a slight possibility that Sean Avery is in fact homosexual
Sean Avery secretly wanted to play for Nashville, that way when he has to tell somebody he’s a sexual predator, maybe they’ll think he’s just being clever.
Sean Avery thought about joining the Predators, but he couldn’t stand the irony of having to register in another state.
Oh eat me, Donk.
BOTH of you bite me, I’ve been trying to think of a Nashville joke for 10 minutes.
Nice…
Avery thought about joining the Canucks, but he decided that he’s not THAT gay.
Chris Hansen would like to interview each and every member of the Nashville Predators. As well as Donk and Stinky Peet.
Does Chris Hanson have the black framed glasses also? I don’t remember him from the movie.
Avery was going to join the Penguins, but he’s not really into crying about being held.
Aren’t you that guy that took me to a Leafs’ game? You owe me fifty bucks!
+10 for the first to name it
Avery is currently spearheading not only his boyfriend’s starfish, but a group hoping to create a hockey team in the San Francisco area. The big hold up is whether to name the team, the “Gay Bay Brigaders” or the “San Francisco Fluffers”.
Kids in the Hall
Oh sure, I step away for two minutes and Donkey declares war with me. When the ‘Nucks nail Detroit this season, I’ll be thinking fondly of you, sweetheart.
Sean Avery is hoping for a spot on the WNHL’s Los Angeles Queens team.
erswi, cool, I hope he has brownies.
There are still hockey teams in Canadia? Huh?
::ducks from Al’s wrath::
GPP and Stinky, I love you guys!
The ‘Nucks nailing Detroit is about as likely as Avery nailing a woman.
Points go to Gene though. It’s only fair.
Watch out for flying pucks, eh, JHC?
Sticks on the ice, people.
Avery was going to join the Senators this year, but he thought about it, and he’s not really into auto-erotic asphyxiation. They can go ahead and choke without him this year.
Avery didn’t figure he could bring any more sucking to the table, so he decided against signing with St. Louis.
Sean Avery wishes he could’ve been teamed with Joe Thorton. It would’ve been nice to have someone else on the team that knows what it’s like to play hockey and have had a cock in the ass.
Erswi was gonna make a joke about Avery joining the Rangers but . . . in all honesty I haven’t watched hockey in a coupla years. Do they suck or not?
Maybe now Paul Kariya will come out of the closet.
Al said “eh”. What a Canuck.
Al, do you know what Labatt’s has in common with having sex in a canoe?
HEY – the Canucks have… um… a bunch of guys no one’s ever heard of before. Seriously, I just looked at the roster and I may as well have been reading Avery’s To-Do List for all the sense the names made to me.
No Erswi, what does Labatt’s have in common with having sexin a canoe?
Completely unrelated, my movers brought all my stuff to the new apartment this morning, and they’re called Aslan Worldwide.
Aslan is indeed on the move.
I honestly have no idea why Avery left the Rangers, Erswi. I mean, he’s right there among all the New York fashion and he was playing on a team that was guaranteed to get time off before the rest of the teams in the league stopped, so he could have more free time dedicated to wearing women’s underwear. Really, maybe he thought their uniforms were tacky…
Sean Avery had the nickname of “Hartford Whaler” in college, because he used to be the guy that always took home the fat guy from the bar at the end of the night.
You should have called Prestige Worldwide. I’ll bet you felt like you wanted to move again 15 minutes later.
Avery couldn’t bring himself to sign with the Capitals, The Hurricanes, The Panthers, The Lightning, or the Thrashers. Honestly, he spends enough of his time in assorted basements without spending his whole season in the NHL’s equivalent.
Oh hey, Without Laughter thought of a really original post.
Come on erswi, tell Al or I will.
Avery considered signing with the Oilers and Flames, but neither of those team names turned out to be as figurative as he had thought.
Yeah Erswi, I”m still waiting for a punchline here.
I just helpfully pointed out the resemblance for them, enepoo.
Even I’m waiting on the punchline here…
Hey Peet. now’s your chance to get in that good Predators dig without being preempted!
Sean Avery doesn’t have to wait for a period to end to drive the zamboni.
Avery considered signing with the Wild, but not even being that close to the Mall of America could make up for how boring their style of play is.
Fuck! My bad! Boss almost had me there. Anyway . . . what was I saying? Oh yeah. Labatt’s and sex in a canoe . . .
Both are fucking close to water.
I know, kinda loses its appeal b/c of the delay but whatcha gonna do, right?
Avery really wanted to sign with the Isles…so he could be around even more Wang, and get a 10+ year out of it.
Avery was going to sign with the Coyotes, but he had spent enough time around people that look like old lesbians without having to deal with Wayne Gretzky.
Sean Avery still doesn’t know who ohwns The Chiefs.
Erswi, I hope the fucking machine eats your quarter for that Labatt’s bash.
“I’M LISTENING TO THE FUCKIN’ SONG” That’s about the extent of hockey’s influence on me. Fucking hockey.
Sorry Al but it really does fit . . . come to think of it, it fits with any Canadian beer.
And most American beers as well.
CB, Slapshot . . . AWESOME!!
Avery couldn’t hear the terms that the Ducks were offering him over the sound of Chris Pronger’s knuckles dragging through the locker room, so he declined a contract from Anaheim.
Hey erswi, what’s the most important part of telling s joke?
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when Casey Jones saved April O’Neal in the first turtles movie.
Ummm, spelling and punctuation?
Heard Avery was thinking of inking a deal with the Flames, but after consideration, Bertuzzi’s Donkey Punches were a little too painful…
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Jack – not mis-typing it?
No, no . . . I got it. It’s elocution, isn’t it?
Avery was very excited about the prospect of playing for the Avalanche until he learned that all the players there were grabbing their ankles in pain, not anticipation.
And Erswi – kudos to CB but no love for Al’s millions of Slap Shot references? If you’re looking for a boyfriend, I hear Avery’s single…
Chodin, You should come to my son’s Mini-Mite game. I’ll show you the locker room and everythi…wait, never mind.
Gimme a grape or an orange, and none of that stinkin’ root beer!
That isn’t a tie, that is a cock holster.
Sorry GenePool, my parole officer would be fucking pissed…if I got caught jerking off at minor hockey games, again.
If it makes you feel any better, Al, no one else picked up on your Slap Shot references either. I’d share some of my Kudos with you but this shit doesn’t grow on trees, y’know. Oh go on, have some
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The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I fucked your sister and made her wear a goalie mask.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I got caught beating-off in the theater watching “The Mighty Ducks”. Then I came and yelled “KNUCKLE PUCK!”.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I knocked out your fat sister’s tooth with a headbutt.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I fought that huge Inuit bitch.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I hit a black guy with a stick.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I yelled Donkey’s name real fast during sex and it sounded like “Hockey fuck me”.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I helped dad hide Uncle Randy in that frozen river.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was in the second row.. but that was in St. Louis, so it doesn’t count.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when a black waiter served me ice water.
Wow, Fellow Drunkards are on a roll with this post!
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I caught all those kids with a fucking net.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I watched “Happy Gilmore” and fell alseep on the couch with my hand in my pants.
Closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was last winter when I watched 2 hobo’s beat the shit out of each other over a worn out Member’s Only jacket
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I checked my mailbox.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I watched two white guys box in December.
TIMING!
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I fucked this chick who was in a nose splint.
The closest I’ve been to a hockey game was when I saw a bunch of big white kids chasing a little black kid in the snow.
Well played Jack!.
Aslan is on the move? DOR SHO GHA!
The closest The Mighty One has ever been to a hockey game is when WLW had a wrasslin show in the ice rink in Waterloo.
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They thawed it out first.
ackt For example: it would have been way funnier if you waited to post that until tomorrow morning.
Actually, He did see a junior hockey game at the ice rink at the mall once. The one team was so bad that the other team had pulled it’s goalie, and the GOALIE scored a goal.
The score was something outrageous like 54-2. The only thing that was missing was a publicly abusive father figure and a crying little boy. (But, boy did He fix that in a hurry!)
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game is when I killed all of those kids at Silver Lake.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I said your Mom’s vagina looked like a goaltender glove.
This is where the fact that very few people follow hockey could be a good thing for Hollywood. The fewer people know that the inspiration for the story is an unlikable goon, the better.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I walked past a goalie after my figure skating competition.
if smoking a cigarette and wearing a black t shirt makes you fashionable, then I’m Derek fuckin’ Zoolander
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I worked in a Hostess factory.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I was Jason Voorhies for Halloween.
I’m sorry Al! Truth is I don’t remember that many Slapshot references. I haven’t seen it in ages. CB just kinda sparked a grain of whatever long term memory I have left.
I want Sean Avery’s barber to trim my pubes.
Sean Avery went to the Stars because black is slimming, and it’ll match his eyes after the season starts.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I jacked off in the balcony during ‘Disney On Ice’.
I still love you Erswi, you can come to the PFC tonight. You’ll never guess what the theme is… don’t forget to bring your shin guards. And a cup. That’s all you’ll be dancing in.
Sean Avery wears white after Labor Day… all over his chin.
(ps – do you remember the END of Slap Shot, at least? ^^^)
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I was hitting a piñata in the winter time.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time my dad tried to kill us all with his left skate blade.
::Al hip-checks Donkey into the boards and onto the bench::
You are wise and true Reg Dunlop, I mean Al.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when my Mom burnt some hamburgers patties so my Dad beat her with them, but they looked just like a hockey puck.
*Donk skates up behind Al, punches her in the back of the head a la Todd Bertuzzi, rides her to the ice*
Marc Crawford my ass, Don Cherry told me to do it!
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I fucked a meth-head with missing teeth.
What kind of OCD nimrod tucks their Tie in like that. Looks like it’s fucking laminated too. I guess his mom was a bitch.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was the time I slid my roommate a DIng-Dong across our mirrored coffe table.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I sold some black guy named “George” some rock.
The closest I’ve ever been to a Hockey Game is that time when I was breaking into cars in the parking lot. Hey Al, I found your tampons.
The closest I’ve ever been to a hockey game was when I through a Dilly Bar into your Mother’s twat and the red siren above it went off.
The closest I’ve been to a hockey game was the time my buddy and I killed a hooker and he said she looked just like Clint Malarchuk.
The last time I was at a hockey game was that time we decided to find some faggy rollerbladers to beat down with our skateboards. Hey Fag! Let’s see you do a ‘royale’ now, bitch.
…the last thing I remember was getting hit in the back of the head by some skateboarder punks.
The first time I ever went to a hockey game was a minor league game between the New Orleans Brass and the Baton Rouge Kingfish. There was a bench clearing brawl in which everybody on both teams including the goalies were involved. Eight players were ejected, the penalty total was something ridiculous like 50 minutes, and the rest of the game was played 4 on 4.
IT WAS AWESOME!!!!
Dursting 1, 2. Dursting.
Hey, if we get this page up to like 1000 comments . . . is it just gonna keep getting longer? I kinda miss the 50 comment pages on FatPenguin.
Shhhh, don’t let the Uproxx Nazis here that, erswi.
Oh no, not that I don’t loooove Uproxx. Because I don’t. WordPress sucks too. There, I said it! You happy now!?!?
The only website that I truly love is ratemypoo.com
Dammit Jack! Are you fucking trying to get me Hustla’d over here?!?!?!?!
Do you want the truth, or do you want to stay friends?
Ratemypoo.com? I have serious reservations about this internet thingy. Is there a datemypoo.com too?
Yeah, Charlie, but it’s almost as bad as rapemypoo.com.
holy shit. 220 comments. about hockey. while i was driving home from work.
There’s a datempo.com but it’s a chillout music site. Shapemypoo.com is an unusual arts and crafts site for retards. Most of the exhibits are just plastered against the walls.
Where can I find hatemypoo.com?
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It’s right next to ‘batemypoo, Pauly.
All I know is that I’ll never go back to fellatemypoo.com
As long as it’s not atemypoo.com, Chino.
HOLY COW – COTW up!
Don’t even get me started on the penny pinchers at rebatemypoo.com
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No way, Al. And we’re the only ones here so we make the rules!
WOOOO! But now you’re the only one here, so please try to behave. See ya tomorrow :)
Wear something pretty.
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Ah, I guess I’m the only one here…Time to get another beer anyways.
uh, thanks a lot
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sorry Chino, thought I was all alone
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Looks like I can never take a break from the site again. Everyone’s gone crazy with the poo.coms and the CoTW thread whip-cracking.
Or if you think very highly of your creation, imakeawesomepoo.com
So does pretty much everyone just filmdrunk during the day?
We could make our doodies be the fall guy and go to incriminatemypoo.com
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If I were a dog I would go to eatmyownpoo.com
You’re disgusting. I can’t believe you said that. This is a dignified place.
I would also like to point out that we are FOORBBIDDENNN!!! to comment on the CoTW aside from a nom, yet it’s the last post of the day, where the night shift comments on everything and anything EXCEPT CoTW noms.
But I’m sure GG Allin would have visited ismearmyselfinpoo.com, and then he would have had someone give him a bj while he was cutting himself with a broken bottle, god bless him.
This is a dignified place.
you don’t say, well how about: devourmyownpoo.com
I’ll tear that shit up!
So AL, you are here mostly at night?
I’m assuming you’re talking to me, not Al – the artist formerly known as Al. And yes, I mostly come at night. Mostly.
Yeah, I meant you. Sorry, it’s hard being the new gal on the block.
Professor Monty Corndog’s a chick?
*hoping a veteran FilmDrunkard is awake to read the inside joke*
Holy Shit. Another Drunkette. Welcome.
Yeah I was told there would be pillowfights here. Alas, there are none…
I’d host one, but the other ladies are AWOL.
According to today’s post, hockey fights are now here, while pillowfights are at American Airlines Center. Sorry for the mix-up.
Hmmm…well I guess it’s only pillowfights during the day? SOBER!?! that’s blasphemy!
No no no, it’s hockey fruits, not hockey fights.
Hopefully you’re talking about Avery and not the hockey fan FilmDrunkards here.
MINNNNNESOTA WILD!!!!!
Well I’m out. 16 beers is enough for now since I can’t drive to the liquor store to get more. Well I could if I covered one eye. Anyway, night!
and yeah i meant avery, damn fruit and his zamboni
Must have been a banana in the zamboni tailpipe.
Say that reminds me, this is about the time where I blow my weekly load with poor attempts at catching up/CoTW.
1. Rumors of a Wild trade began when the head coach found a “Guys Gone Wild” DVD in Avery’s locker. (I know Donk made a Wild joke already, but let’s see who’s is better…)
2. Ufford over at WithoutLaughter made a fansite for his favorite Seahawks player, LofaTatupu.com.
3. Sean Avery creams his pants when he hears “Break The Ice” on the jukebox at his local bar.
4. The closest Chodin’s ever been to a hockey game is using Herb Brooks as his Av.
5. “Devil” is in the title of this post and yet none of you fuckers came up with a New Jersey joke the whole night.
Aaaand I’m spent. Goodnight Dallas!!
Fuck, nevermind. Leave it to Donkey to point out Brodeur right away. Just caught that.
I’m so honored to know that my name of WithoutLaughter has stuck.