Whatever, guys. I don’t even like high fives.
These Jersey guys have a lot of nerve running through our slumber party.
I seriously think I need a breath mint.
I don’t know why I thought I could beat Lundqvist in a Perfect Hair competition. Fucking guy is just unbeatable.
Look out! Bear hug! Aaahhhhhhh!
Ugh… I probably shouldn’t have had that gallon of Strawberry Quik before the game.
Whoa, I just had the craziest dream that there was more than one king! So ridiculous. Everyone knows that monarchies only have ONE king, right? MONarchy, as in mono, as in one. You can’t possibly have a whole team of kings. Stupid Los Angeles.
…why is no one consoling me?
Aw, man, I don’t want to wait in this long line. Isn’t there a “10 Items or Less” line somewhere?
Awesome, now that hockey’s over I can get back to my first love - bowling!
Geno, get back here. You’re supposed to shake my hand before you leave, like the sign says.
It’s okay, there’s still plenty of time left on the clock. Right?
I don’t know who’s gonna clean up all these yellow shirts, but it’s not gonna be me.
Huh, what do you know? My skates are on the wrong feet!