LonelyMongoose
LonelyMongoose
LonelyMongoose

1 Star for awesome post.

We also agreed we were like a really sad version of Samantha from Sex and the City because Samantha would actually do it with a burrito and we just don't have that kind of confidence

I admit, I didn't know jack-shit about gender issues/sexism/misogyny until my daughter was born. I only know slightly more than jack-shit now, because I've spent the past 5 years attempting to educate myself (the knowledge wasn't suddenly gifted from on high when her umbilical cord was cut - although that would have

Needles be damned, sign me up!

A "look up line" won't stop a player from checking an opponent from behind sending him head first into the boards, which is where the injuries are coming from.

Regarding #1: My (recently deceased) grandfather was like this. For example, if he were eating a hamburger; he would take a bite, and begin peppering where he was going to bite next. There would have to be a thick layer of pepper (usually a good 2 minutes of constant shaking) before he would take another bite. Then,

In highschool, I would go to a friend's house for lunch. He lived a 2 minute walk from the school (you could see the school from his kitchen window).

The one that sticks out in my mind happened roughly three years ago. I was single at the time, but all of my sexual experiences up until that point were pretty vanilla.

He did work (briefly) as a referee in the mid 2000's. :-)

He's been selected worth the Cup Finals 6 times in his career - damn impressive.

I honestly have no idea what you're trying to say to me.

"...the hell that gets raised if a commentator says this about a black referee (not that such things exist in the NHL)..."

This video was the only good thing to come out of that show.

I'm Canadian and I didn't even know "Canadian Light" existed...

"Oh baby, as soon as I laid eyes on you, I knew our fit would be full of goodness"

Well that's an unpleasant way to look at things...

I always though the term "friendzone" was just meant to describe the feeling of unreciprocated love/attraction. Then I found out about all the other icky connotations attached to it, and I felt icky for using it.

We were the only two in the gym. The receptionist was still at her post.

I have no explanation.