Buck up its the Habs vs. leaf Game Preview and Open Thread

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cockroach puppet show until the Superb Owl

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Well that was um bare assing

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The end.

Here Comes the Game Time! ~ Habs vs. leaf ~ Game Preview and Open Thread

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The strength of twice three thousand Parros'

 Habs seek a single goal;

The 4th line MT2 holds a trending course,

 The hate that swings the leaf assholes;

The stripped numbskulls, slinking through their gloom,

 They glaze and go down again --

The Blue and White await their doom --

 We're CHoosers of the Sainte Flame!

Off-ice where shit and shinola blends

 Brain drained, pj's diarrhoea Depends;

The sullen, shouldering Heels attends

 Hockey Night is a fucking saCHrifice.

A clown, the suited Grapes has no flare --

 No spark or spit or barb, --

Birdbrained and desperate his glare

 Same for his xenophobic game of war.

Nearer the up-flung bannered beams that tell

 24 Cup trouncings of our foes;

Clearer PFK's booming gun that spells

 Their scattered flanks in throes.

Sheer to the trap leaf crowd the play

 Carlyle's sin bin means our game is scarred.

Keep Quiet Ron, and count our laden prey,

 The CHonvoy and her FHF guard!

In goal with Carey and Booty below,

 Where Waite and new pads throng,

Giddy yet hushed we watCH EGG grow

 Anxious for red lights all night long.

In here, and there the danger lies --

 (Stare hard, into BlanCHe's eyes!)

Save where the crazed bald Ryan rises

 The lit leaf shall give no sign.

Therefore -- to Break the Bad rest ye seek,

 Jesse, Jr. and Skyler be clear --

Hark Lydia's ricin's sugary sneak --

 Walt's driven death is here

Look to our own meth man a league away, --

 What Mr. bettman's terror sprays

Fring'd broons jacobs make sure he stays

 FUCK THAT BITCH!

 Sexy Friday continues to amaze!

A shadow of his goal-scoring wave

 Long since a slayer to dread:

But hear the CHattering quick-fire rave

 Brière, all steam, ahead!

Panic that shells the ACC sushi bar --

 RIM'd and wasted with no seats to CHeck --

Elisha Cuthbert is a cute movie star

 Why'd she marry that pylon Shrek?

Now, while cbc's silly joke hangs thick,

 Nowhere their wits they find,

Play in and lance them to the quick --

 Our Gallys and PatCHes hit twine!

Good luck to those that play end to end,

 Good-bye to fucking losers in Hogtown --

For each his CHance as CHance shall send --

 And TFS™ for all! Shut down!

The strength of twice three thousand Parros'

 That serve the one command;

The hand that heaves the Habslong force,

 The fate that backs the FHFans

The puck is dropped our darkness freed,

 The DGMB lines that split their game;

The white-hot skates, the 'wildering speed --

 We're CHoosers of the Sainte Flame!

Poetic justice goes to Kipling.

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Its the end of their world and we know it ~ Montreal Canadiens final shortened season Game Preview and Open thread

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bjstuck's always ravin' and rantin' 

And mclame's always puffin' and pantin', 

And heel's always screamin' and shoutin', 

And cbc's always brewing up HNItea. 

Crotchpappy's never late for his spinner, 

Cos he humps his leg of leaf 

And he washes it down with sucking off randy, 

And a fresh made cup of HNItea. 

Have a cuppa HNItea, have a cuppa HNItea, 

have a cuppa HNItea, have a cuppa HNItea, 

Halleluja, halleluja, halleluja, fuck off HNItea. 

Halleluja, halleluja, halleluja fuck off HNItea. 

If you feel a bit under the weather, 

If you feel a little bit Steve'd, 

Take FHF's stand-by potion 

For any meth cough or wheeze. 

It's a cure for gillistitis it's a cure for comment insomnia, 

It's a cure for ovenmittitis and for rhubarbing angelic Moey. 

HNItea in the morning, HNItea in the evening, HNItea at supper time, 

You get HNItea when it's raining, HNItea when it's snowing. 

HNItea when the weather's FHFine, 

You get HNItea as a mid-day stimulant 

You get HNItea with your afternoon HNItea 

For any bob cold ailment or idiotte disease 

For CHrist sake have a cuppa HNItea. 

Whatever game situation, whatever division place or the Bs, 

HNItea knows segregation, has no class nor hockey pedigree 

HNItea's knows only one motivation, to dissect our Habs organisation, 

HNItea knows only one religion,

to fucking cram down our fucking throats their fucking tronna maple leaf.

Have a cuppa HNItea, have a cuppa HNItea, 

have a cuppa HNItea, have a cuppa HNItea, 

Halleluja, halleluja, halleluja, fuck off HNItea. 

Halleluja, halleluja, halleluja fuck off HNItea.

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Thx Kinks.

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Hang on FHFers!

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