Happy 28th Birthday Maxim Lapierre! (March 29, 1985)
I’m not really into reblogging gifsets but I still think Lappy’s bitey taunt was one of the best moments in NHL Playoff history.
This motherfucker right here.
All up in my juice box! Clean shaven is THE LOOK for you, my babyboy Bieksa.
Guess who got caught on Google street view?
Yup, that’s the Canucks. Hanging out in front of Tommy Bahamas, as they (apparently) do.
Try it for yourself by googling Santana Row & Olin Ave, San Jose, California. And read what Fort Nucks had to say about it.
Ugh. My dad shops there. Ladybonerkiller.
The official definition of ‘cold comfort’ right here.
I knew my roasting pork would bring you luck!
Jackson is pleasingly into tonight’s game. I think he’s a Schneider fan.
And because it’s only half-way through R1G1, and already it’s obvious the refs are still the same bunch of blind, biased, Canucks-hating, bullshit-dealing assholes they were last year.
The Vancouver Canucks win the Presidents’ Trophy.
Kind of looking forward to the part in the playoffs when LaPierre inevitably gets into a honey badger situation.
Sorry Tumblr, but this shit is happening and I’m going to enjoy it all the way to the end.