Megan Duggan, Shannon Szabados, Alex Carpenter, Marie-Philip Poulin, and the right post of the Canadian goal

Steven Bradbury, the Australian speed skater who won gold when everyone else crashed out and he was behind the pack.

Buffalo Slugs version:

Sorry, that’s a monstrosity. I don’t care that you had confusing feelings about pretty-boy Pavel Bure growing up. That’s the garb of someone emerging from a catastrophic ketchup and mustard factory industrial accident.

Helmets ruined hockey.

Hey hey hey, you leave my Browns out of this. We don’t need some nancy boy superstar on our roster in order to suck. We take a blue-collar, lunch pail approach to sucking by putting together a roster full of players who suck. We EARN our suckage, mister.

Affectionately called “The Mooterus”.

Still can’t decide if awful or awesome...

Its good because the lyrics show all the imagination of every Oilers front office hire.

I’ve been on a Bach organ works kick lately- working my way through Gerhard Weinberger’s recordings on Spotify. Messiaen organ works make an occasional appearance, when I’m up for something a little less regimented (if you have never listened to Messiaen other than that one episode of Mozart in the Jungle, give a…

but the whole POINT of being in a relationship is to fart with impunity

Tie Domi’s put on some weight.

Just saying, Caroline Wozniacki got dumped by Rory McIlroy after their wedding invitations had already gone out, so she can do whatever she damn well pleases as far as engagement ring photos go; if it makes her happy then what’s it to you? More importantly, this article is unnecessarily crappy for making some big…

That truly made me laugh out loud (because it was funny, and because I understood it)

To be honest most of the time I’ve spent in Quebec City has been around the Frontenac.