Phil

lol nice job CPUs

No idea what's going on but HI MRS STREETLIGHT!

yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyay!

LOL #gains

O WOW GG!!!

Gotta wait for Chapter nine, most likely

Still gonna keep posting these hear. More or less because I want to see if I can get @eaglesfan036 to write a story for me. Hope your exam went well bud. A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 - @DollarAndADream & @Molholt Chapter 3 - @sterling & @Phil Chapter 4 - @Victor Chapter 5 - stevo Chapter 6 “See Debbie, I told you you’d like them if you just met! Wasn’t tonight fun?” Zach @DollarAndADream was sitting up in bed ready Campbell’s Soup: What It Takes to Be A Star In the VHL. “Yes it was wonderful Zachy,” his wife replied. “Though don’t you think we had a little too much fun?” “What!? Nonsense! T’is the season for making merriment! Now I know you have anxiety about social interactions, but you can’t say that you wouldn’t do that again!” “No, of course no, dear.” Deborah stared into the mirror as she put on her earrings. It was the morning after the dinner with Max and Samantha and she was getting ready to go to Church. Zach was right, she always got nervous in social situations and really the only two places she felt like she could be herself was with Zach and Church. She couldn’t explain it, but they were the only two places where she felt secure, at peace, safe. The problem with this was, she also suffered from FOMO – Fear of Missing Out. When you don’t like to try new things and don’t like to miss things, it’s a bad combination. She had suffered from years of depression from this and if it hadn’t been for Zach and her Church outings… well, who knows? “Are you coming to Church with me today, honey?” Zach glanced at the time and then pounced up. “Oh no! I’m late for practice. No sorry babe – coach will kill me if I take off another practice for Church.” “Isn’t that oppressing of your religious freedom?” “Well, normally yes, but he knows I’m not that religious so I can’t get away with it.” Zach was whizzing around the condo, hopping into his pants and looking for his car keys. Throwing on his coat he gave a swift peck on the cheek of Debbie and said. “Have a good time at Church, babe.” And ran out the door. ---- Over at the house of @Molholt and Samantha, they seemed rather unsure of things: “Do you think we opened them up to the idea?” asked Samantha. “I don’t think they would have agreed to another night out like that if we hadn’t,” replied Molholt, as he watched some VHL highlights on TV. “Yea but they we both pretty drunk. What if they don’t remember?” “I’m sorry, but when you end an evening like we did, I think that’s not something to easily forget.” “Well can you ask Zach about it at practice if they’re still up for it?” “Oh Sam please, I’m not about to bring it up to him in the changeroom. Why don’t I suggest the four of us get drinks after our game tonight? Then you can bring the cross-kisses up there” Samantha momentarily paused, remembering the foreign kisses from last next. She was very happy with Max and wanted to be with him until the end of days, and he felt the same, but something recently just seemed to be missing and this seemed like a good avenue to explore. Max agreed. “And you’re sure you’re all right with this Max?” “I’ve been Zach teammate for 6 years. I’m basically as comfortable with him as with anyone, as last night proved. You’ve only met Debbie once, are you fine with it?” Sam nodded vigorously. She loved this unique idea. The idea of a husband-wife swap was a familiar concept to everyone… but a wife-wife, husband-husband swap? Now that is something for the ages. Outside, carolers in the distant started singing about decking the halls.

#TBT Can't tell me this ain't a good song without lying

18:46 of 2nd period - Phil Hamilton is hit by Phil Shankly and loses puck. fuck off you useless twat. and I mean the both of you

HOLY SHIT DID I GET A MULTI-POINT NIGHT!?!?! nope... nope... that was a CPU

BOOOOOOOO GG HORSES

And this is why we're friends. Same actually - I am familiar with basically Phobia and that's it - save I Will Not Bow - which is on my workout setlist (and I started listening to that song on repeat while playing Quake III Arena... because I'm that cool)

Perp Motion in the VHLM:

Wasn't going to keep posting these her, but I've heard @Draper and @Higgins like good content - so I figured I wouldn't keep this to Toronto's LR and continue contributing to the board's success! A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 - @DollarAndADream & @Molholt Chapter 3 - @sterling & @Phil Chapter 4 - @Victor Chapter 5 World tossed and turned, fighting the midday sun as it streamed in through the hotel window. His head was pounding but because he had spent so many mornings with the company of just hangovers, he was numb to its effect. Grumbling, he got up and drew back the curtains, revealing the bustling city of Toronto many feet below. Slush and high prices and profits; that’s all World saw. People tricking themselves into thinking that being in a fake state of good spirits cleanses them of all bad deeds done throughout the year but that’s probably the most selfish delusion. They just have to fake it for two weeks or so and that should wash away their guilt of being self-absorbed creatures. World sighed aloud. “But that’s just what we are.” An hour later, World was sipping coffee and reading the new terrors in the world from the newspaper. A friendly waitress came up and introduced herself as Mary. “Would you like anything at all to eat, Mr. Free?” “Mmm,” World grunted, not looking up. “Let me just…” He reached for the menu and started scourging it for a particular dish. “I’ll give you a moment. Just catch my eye when you’re ready, Sir.” Mary said and turned away to attend to a sickly loving couple. That’s why World liked hotels. It was their job to please; even if they didn’t mean it, even if they’ve had a terrible day, every single day of the year they had to pull it together and smile for everyone. Mary came back with a fresh cup of coffee and leant close to him, putting a hand on his shoulder as she set it down. “I put some whiskey in this one. Looks like you need it. It’s on the house. Enjoy.” A flicker flashed across World mind, so quickly, it didn’t register. World put the cup to his lips, savouring the smell. He set it back down on the table and finally found what he was looking for on the menu. Looking up he locked eyes with Mary and she came trotting over. “I’d like the pancakes with strawberries and blueberries on the side.” “A breakfast classic! Can’t get any homelier than that! Butter and syrup on top separately?” “Uh, on the side.” Mary joint the note on her pad and glanced down at him. “What ails you so?" World stared at the napkin holder, unable to meet her gaze. There was something about this woman… something he could not quite figure out. She not only seemed to be able to read people’s expressions, but their feelings too. She was a master of empathy, and this week, World was going to need a lot of that. This week was Christmas week. “You got 30 minutes to spend?” World asked sarcastically. Mary turned around and yelled “JIM! I’M GOING ON BREAK! PANCAKES WITH STRAWBERRIES, BLUEBERRIES, BUTTER, AND SYRUP ON THE SIDE! AND TWO MORE IRISH COFFEES.” She sat down opposite him and folded her hands, leaning in. “As a matter of fact I do.” World drew a deep breath and began.

defensive forward of the year HANDS DOWN!

RAWR!

suck it @tfong #inBeforeYou

Just give me the puck. I'll give it back so I can hit someone

to not say I was not shocked about not scoring but assisting would not be a false truth

merry fucking christmas

lol Ciroc's not too nice to Dom - I like it

A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 - @DollarAndADream & @Molholt Chapter 3 - @sterling & @Phil Chapter 4 Sitting on a park bench, with their hot ciders in hand, Greg @Victor put his arm around Cersei. “What a perfect day,“ Cersei said with a sigh. “Winter Festival with a miniature village, a parade, a walk around the shops, is there anything that could make this day more perfect?” Your eyes sparkle with like freshly fallen snow. Even after 2 years of being together, I still get that tingle in my stomach when I look into them. Your presence makes me feel peace and serenity with a dash of wonder and adventure. I'm sure it's that dichotomy that makes my stomach turn so. If only you really knew how I felt, perhaps we could build this perfect live together. “Uag” Greg grunted. “I know you’re no wordsmith, Gregor, but I can still see in your eyes that you understand and appreciate the magic of this Christmas festivities. I just sometimes wish you could express it more with your mouth rather than your eyes.” Oh my love, if but you just knew what thoughts danced around my mind. How can I deserve you if I cannot fully communicate to you about just how much you mean to me? Why when I try to talk with you, why does my brain and mouth lose all functionality? How can I make you understand that you are the angel at the top of my Fir Tree. I am but a giant collection of pine needles, all the same, short and simple, and yet you are my beacon, my guiding light, the Light of my World, my everything. How can I make you see it? “Uag good beauty uh.” He managed. Cersei sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, taking a small sip of cider, not very satisfied with the answer.