JardyB10

Welcome friend.

Someone less lazy than I might move it, although the season is ending tonight for y'all so it may as well stay, since you'll be on a new team next season more likely than not.

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Bad loss for da Bears.

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Line 2 getting shit done!

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I thought I put him in there. Maybe I dun goofed though. EDIT: No, I'm quite certain I did. Just didn't make it his primary so he didn't have the Lynx logo under his name. Oop.s

Oliver has been the subject to abuse via tampon, poor guy. On the whole, dogs are certainly better than cats. They're so fucking happy and just love you so fucking much, unconditionally, while many cats are just assholes. My favourite kitty (possibly pet) of all time was Fat Shit Cat, and it was mainly because he was so un-catlike. He liked belly rubs, and liked to throw his arms around your shoulders/neck when you carried him, like a baby. Like Oliver, he also liked to pick shit up, but I don't think he had an extra digit. When we got him as a kitten we put him in the pig barn and rarely fed him, so he just killed and ate mice for like, a full year straight, until there was none left. Then we made him go outside to try to re-acclimate to society. He was almost immediately "playfully" jumped by one our doggies. Like, I don't think the dog was intending to hurt him, but he was absolutely reefing on his ears and neck. He didn't seem to give a shit though, and just kind of went with it. They started hanging out a lot after. I don't think he knew he was a cat anymore. On the farm, we never had indoor animals, because fuck that noise. But we let Fat Shit in whenever he wanted because we all loved him so much. But anyway, he eventually got a tumour in his esophagus and died. That was a sad couple days. Anyway, nowadays we have these little shits running around: Ser Pounce Annyong Lady Whiskers/Pumpkin Balls. I initially named him Lady Whiskers, but he turned out to be a guy, so I kept calling her Lady Whiskers anyway. Apparently someone recently suggested calling her Pumpkin, but this got bastardized into Pumpkin Balls because of course it did. And yeah, there's Marley in the reflection, it was an accidentally brilliant picture. Speaking of Marley, I love that bitch: I think I've posted this one before, because I remember Mike or Fong or Jeff or someone commenting on the dented car. There's her pretending to be a sweetheart. In reality she's a bit of a sociopath. It's wonderful. Her and Lady Whiskers are BFFs now. I don't know how, because at one point in her life Marley legit wanted to kill ALL the kittens. Here they are hanging out on the deck: So yeah, my vote goes to puppies and Fat Shit Cat.

Is it for free? Can we start a VHL clan or something?

Got it.

Ah yes, the Shortbus Reborn...

I now want to make a vidcast of me knocking shit over with my erect penis.

Hey faggots and faggotettes. My roommates are leaving to Minot on Thursday for a weekend of shopping and fucking 701 and whatever else, and thus I'll have my house all to myself. A full weekend of walking around dick out, watching porn on full volume, the works. It will be glorious. As such, I have decided to do a podcast, which will be my first PT in an embarrassingly long time. I'll likely write down a sort of script of all my treasured memories of the VHL. From when I began til now, and everything in between. So yeah, it will pretty much be just me talking about me, your inaugural Member Madness Champion. But I think it will be a fun listen, all the same, whether you're an old balls like me, or a n00b like Draper, or Samurai. Alfie will definitely enjoy it, anyway. Anywho, if you people would like, I could also answer questions. Preferably about things about the past. If you ask me something like, "Who do you think will make it to the S38 Finals?" I'll probably ignore it. If you ask me something like, "What colour pants are you wearing?" I may or may not answer it, depending on how much I enjoy the question. I'll likely record it Saturday afternoon. I may or may not invite guests after the main segment, if anyone's interested. I know Jericho is. Anyway, have at thee!

DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO BITCH DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?

Fuck you all and your lack of Ryan Smyth. Heart is probably the only thing keeping him an NHL calibre player.

Oh good, maybe we'll finally get a cool member from across the pond. Victor and Boom have both tried and failed miserably. Green's not the WORST, but at the same time he totally is. I feel like there's other people as well, but I forget.