Hockey, anyone?
Because, you know, it’s that time of year again.
Because, you know, it’s that time of year again.
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It looks like he has a testicle-cup on his face
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It’s all about the Sharks, baby.
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I am secretly really an American. Or something. I used to play hockey. Although if I was talking to a fellow Australian, I’d have to specify that I was talking about ice hockey, because if you just say hockey here, they assume you mean field hockey as we lack the cold stuff.
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Yup, field hockey is mostly a girl sport here, too. I, being the rebellious little bitch that I am, just had to prefer ice hockey. Twice as expensive, three times as difficult to get to training and games, but I didn’t care. I loved every godawfully brutal second of it.
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Sadly no, I’m “petite” and fine-boned. Oh how I wish I had a lovely hairy nutsac to fondle. It would be the most loved nutsac in the world. Oh yes, have no doubt about it! I think my mind tries to overcompensate for my stupidly feminine frame by making me want to play all the games that boys like. Actually, that could be taken as me being horrendously female, too. An example however… I can builda car from the ground up, without a manual, from a pile of parts. Eep.
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Are you trying to seduce me? 😛
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Enjoy your wank, dear. 🙂
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Feeling better? 😛 I’m in the process of cooking up a huge feast for lunch. I’m such a good housewife.
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I live alone, and am (I think) quite single, so my wifely duties are reduced to dull things like cooking and cleaning. Thankfully, both are tasks that I quite enjoy. I would much rather the blowjobs and doggy-style type duties. One day, when the boy returns from Indianapolis, I’ll have a lot to catch up on. He may be unable to walk for a few days. Oh well.
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Yes, you should have your own city. And many concubines. Indiana sucks. I’ve never even been there, but I’ve never heard a pleasant thing about it. I’m starting to hate it simply because the dipshit “fiance” is there. Eh.
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He’s Aussie, an ex-pat, so it’s not so bad. I’m just bored with the whole situation, I think.
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Something like that, only not. Ex-patriot generally defines someone who left their home country to live in another. Not necessarily fled. Like if I moved to Finland, or anywhere else. Or if you moved to *random country* you’d be an American ex-pat.
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Expatriate* My brain is stupid, and I hate it. I’m going to go do something non-destructive. Happy wet-dream. 🙂
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I can’t even begin to discuss this…we here in the Rockies are in mourning. If it can’t be the Av’s then I HAVE to root for a Canadian team and that would be the Flames! Iginlia rocks my world! See you at the games.
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Heck yeah, go Sabres! I’ll root for your Devils for now, it’s ridiculous to think of a team from Florida playing hockey.
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