I don't really want to talk about hockey these days. Mainly because SlapChicken's beloved, and my...uhh... behated (?), Rangers are still in the playoffs... at least until the end of today. Unfortunately, my poor Islanders have retreated to the usual playoff hockey arena... namely their own basements, where they drown their sorrows in alcohol and highlight reels from the early 1980's.However, it seems Elisha Cuthbert loves hockey so much, that she has to spread her love (and possibly climedia) around the NHL all year round. First, she soiled herself by screwing Sean Avery, but now she's moved onto the greener pastures of.... Dion Phaneuf? Huh? Um, ok... sure. Anyways, I find this pairing slightly less irritating due to the fact that Phaneuf plays for the Calgary Flames, and not the aforemetioned "behated" (that's right, NOW it is a term) Rangers. Still, though... what exactly is it about these hockey dudes that seems to get these girls all riled up.
What? Oh, she's Canadian? Never mind then. I'm pretty sure their Prime Minister would fuck Phaneuf. Right infront of the thirty-story tall golden statue of Wayne Gretsky they keep outside of their capital building.
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