kelownabomberfan

I never condone spitting on a player, even players like this ass-clown, but who knows if this is even real, given the source.

Poop has to draw in this week. Sit Ogopogo. Poop has to get in there. Kevin Glenn folds every time in a game when he starts getting hit. Just have to get some pressure and we weren't getting pressure.

why wait? Pump the billion in now. The only city that needs a stadium upgrade now is Calgary (and possibly Edmonton, never been there so don't know what it looks like) and so the rest could go into marketing, and more importantly player and coaching salaries. Imagine what each team could do with $100 million? Even $50 million? Imagine what Toronto could do with that? They could give away seats for a few years and still be ok. At least they'd have a full stadium, provided those bozos in Toronto could make it to the stadium.

How long did it work for Kent Austin in Hamilsmell?

I think he should be sent down to the Moose for some seasoning.

yes. You didn't answer my question.

so are teams using this against Tom Brady and the Patriots when they go into hurry up? If not why not? How is the NFL dealing with this garbage? Because garbage it is.

World class when it comes to in-breeding maybe, that's about it.

yeah that faking an injury thing has to stop. It just makes the league look so bush. Why am I not surprised that it was Chris Jones the scumbag that came up with this idea.

Did I ever tell you guys about the time Brett Blaszko sold me into slavery? He puts me on a ship to Thailand, right? And I'm chained to a pipe. Meanwhile, ol' Blaszko, he's back in Canada siring three beautiful children with my wife! To Blaszko! A ten-foot-tall, two-ton son of a ***** who could eat a hammer and take a shotgun blast standing!

Road Griller.

So Mulumba at MLB...sounds like a plan.... Seriously though, could you guys kind of see him as a hybrid, like Tyrone Jones?

RIP Shankman, gone to that big Off-Topic in the Sky.

So anyways, Blaszko would put on a white tie and tails and walk his pet cobra through the park on a leash. He named the cobra “Beverly”. He taught it how to fetch and dial a phone. But then one day, it bit the maid. So with tears in his eyes, Blaszko had to shoot the maid.

FERDA!!

Did you know Brett Blaszko is the godfather of my son? He shows up at the church in his golf pants, caked in mud. Well, ol’ Brett Blaszko pushes the priest aside and says, ‘I’ll baptize that piece of calimari!’ Then he pours Scotch all over my baby son and says, ‘There! You’re baptized! My son is still blind to this day!

not sure if I am going to go this year. There are maybe five names on that list that I recognize. I saw the Human Pylon aka Logan Stanley last year.

To Brett Blaszko!!! Did I tell you guys about the time I asked Blaszko to dress up like Santa for a Christmas party I was throwing for my children. Well Blaszko shows up as Santa, reaches into his bag and says: I’ve got goodies for you kids. He proceeds to hand out scrap metal and cigarettes to them. Then he takes off his beard and says: There is no Santa ’cause I ate him!

I once saw Brett Blaszko scissor-kick Angela Landsbury.

I think everyone participating in this thread should sit down together and watch Zardoz, right now. Here's a sneak peek:

Brett Blaszko taught me how to love a woman — and how to scold a child.

Did I ever tell you guys about the time Blaszko took his family to Sea World? They were watching Shamu the whale when Blaszko got splashed. So Blaszko yells, ‘I’m Brett Blaszko and no one gets me wet!’ So he climbs into the tank, grabs Shamu, and throws the whale into the audience, splashes him and yells, ‘How do you like it?’ And then damn if Blaszko didn’t step in there and finish the show.

Did I ever tell you guys about the time Blaszko showed up at my daughter’s wedding? You know my daughter, she’s a beautiful girl. Well, Blaszko shows up and you know he’s a big fella. Well, he’s standing right between me and my daughter at the ceremony. He’s got no right to be there, but he’s drunk and he’s Blaszko. Well, long story short, the priest accidentally marries me and Blaszko. We spent the weekend in the Poconos — he loved me like I’ve never been loved before.