Sunday, November 8, 2009
Weeeeeeeeee
If you're familiar with the Chronicle, readers, you know that Ron "OMGIRH" Hainsey and Marty "the Party" Reasoner are the two most important players on the Atlanta Thrashers.
I have to admit I was asleep during most of the game today, but I was delighted to be awaken by the achievements of these two men. I was even more delighted to win in the shootout, thanks to Slava Kozlov and Rich Peverley.
The Thrashers won, and the kids love it, so hooray! Let's hope it means something.
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I know that panda.
OMFG...y'all are insane. Only y'all would be able to find a picture that juxtaposes a freakin' panda and some strippers. Or is that Morty in a panda mask posing for a photo op at the Pink Pony!?
You guys!
Yes, that is Morty in the Panda outfit. If you are asking, I am the one on the left.
Great seeing you and your better half tonight Mr. Panda Pants!!! You guys are always welcome as you are now the official lucky charm!
I'm just curious as to what your Google Image searches bring up that make you go "hrm...yeah...THIS picture of the panda drinking a martini in the strip club is the best way to sum up a victory."
And the lighting at the Pony isn't that good, MPP.
Oh yeah, the hockey game? Watched the highlights, saw we got the points, but when your defense has scored your last 7 regulation goals, something's not clicking. But whatever. 2 points out of a playoff spot. I'll take it.
I've seiously been meaning to ask this for a while now, where in God's name do you guys come up with these freakin' pictures? It's like they mean nothing but say everything all at once. Uncanny, quite frankly.
What's the deal with our defensemen doing all the scoring the last few games? Our forwards aren't doing shit...kinda got me worried. Sure Little scored the first goal of the Columbus game, but it was set up by a rocket shot from Toby. Just saying...
Love the site fellas. Been a silent on-looker for some time now, but have enjoyed the non-PC banter espoused here. Keep it up chroniclers...
Go Puck and Jay - The Chronicle cannot give away its secrets, but I'm glad you enjoy the pictures. All I can say about the ones I find is, you should see the ones I CAN'T use!!!
Wallflower - Thanks for the ever so kind words. Please continue to comment, and all you other lurkers out there (that's right, I'm talking to YOU) feel free to jump in the conversation as well. We all get along here.
I must say: THIS is the BEST EFFIN BLOG IN THE HISTORY OF AL GORE'S IMAGINATION!!
Oh, strangely enough, my stage name at Swingin' Richards just happens to be, yep, you guessed it...BIG SHOOTER! Haaaayyy!
And my better half's stage name is China Cheerwine, for the record. Obviously, she is a big supporter of pandas being "chinese" and all.
Johnny Tyler!! You may go now.
Imaginaaa-aaaa-tion.
It just dawned on me that both Shooter's and my name could be mistaken for terrible dick jokes.
Wow, Morty. You are right. I also just realized that all three of my sons names could be mistaken for terrible dick jokes. First you have my son Peter, then our second boy named Richard, and our last son we named Penis.
I literally had no idea until now!!
PS - Morty, it is your job to let me know when I have gone too far because we all know that I have no clue.
Don't worry Morty, the good patrons of the Chronicle are much too mature for such shenanigans.
It was so much fun seeing you gents last night! Shortly after we parted ways, we met Greasy Reasy at Taco Mac. He wants in on your upcoming movie production; he asked that it be specified in the script that his character lost his tooth by stopping a bullet headed straight for Bryan Little’s character, “Sideburns the Kid”.
I think Little just rides the pony express, but he does deliver much at the moment. Hyoh!
What? Monsieur's joke is complex.
He is a complex man. All those French people are.
And it was great seeing you as well, krisabelle!
A bitch, my's tpyin is reversed
he doesn't deliver much at the moment.
Take what you will, but either the joke fell from great heights to end up being nothing more than a pile of joke goo, that is totally useless
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