You're standing outside the Canucks change room in Anaheim after they gave away their final deciding game. You can feel the sadness that plagues everyone. You feel grief for the loss; nervous about the imminent meeting.
Just when you think that he's pissed off and gone on the bus home, he shows up.
Oh I'm so sorry Willie. you hold his arm emphatically, unsure of what is to come.
He is surprisingly chipper. He tells you he found the best restaurant around here.
But... The loss, I'm sure you don't want to have to do this. You hold him, even though you want to hold him so close that a ref would whistle you down. You know that at this angle you'd be suspended for exactly one game and he would probably threaten to knock you OUT! OUT!
No way, You won't believe what I did to Kunitz. The bastard wont get far after what I did to his fucking motor. He jovially places your hand in the crook of his arm in a gentleman like manner.
You realise the man you fell in love with. And you find the motor-pinching so sexy that you guys want to make out in the Honda Center right now.
Monday, May 21, 2007
#131 - Canuck Boyfriend #2
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Hahaha.
So random, but I love it. Mitchell is great. It's nice to have him home.
Home as in BC. Not home as in... in my bed. Or under my bed.
PFFT You wish! And I wish. Goddamnit Willie Mitchell is just something no one can have or handle.
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