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  • #16
    Re: specifics

    Snodgrass is going down the tubes.
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    The reason for the talent in the west? Because MN didn't rely on Canada.

    Originally posted by MN Pond Hockey
    Menards could have sold a lot of rope

    this morning in Grand Forks if North Dakota had trees.

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    • #17
      Re: specifics

      Specificity is a great word

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      • #18
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        Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop
        You know the place
        well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

        Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
        My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

        Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
        Every single morning
        It was driving me crazy

        I said to my mom
        I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"
        And my dear, sweet mother
        She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
        And she leaned right down next to me
        And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"
        And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
        And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

        That's when I swore that someday
        Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
        Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
        And the towels are oh so fluffy
        Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
        And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel

        Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

        Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
        Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
        To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
        I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
        That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

        Albuquerque
        Albuquerque

        Oh yeah
        You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
        And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
        Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
        And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
        The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
        And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
        And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
        And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
        And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
        Except for me
        You know why?

        'Cause I had my tray table up
        And my seat back in the full upright position
        Had my tray table up
        And my seat back in the full upright position
        Had my tray table up
        And my seat back in the full upright position

        Ah ha ha ha
        Ah ha ha
        Ah

        So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
        I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
        Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
        And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
        And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
        But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
        Where the towels are oh so fluffy
        And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
        It's OK, they're clean

        Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
        And I turned on the SpectraVision
        And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
        That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

        Well now, who could that be?
        I say "Who is it?"
        No answer
        "Who is it?"
        There's no answer
        "WHO IS IT?"
        They're not sayin' anything

        So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
        It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
        Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
        So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
        And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
        "That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
        And he's like "Tough"
        And I'm like "Give it"
        And he's like "Make me"
        And I'm like "'Kay"
        So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
        And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
        And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
        Yes indeed, you better believe it
        And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
        And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice
        And you know what it said?
        I'll tell you what it said

        It said
        "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
        "If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
        "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
        "If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

        In Albuquerque
        Albuquerque

        Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
        But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
        I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
        But first, I decided to buy some donuts

        So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
        And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
        And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
        I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
        He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"
        I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
        He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"
        I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
        He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
        I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
        He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
        I said "You got any apple fritters?"
        He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"
        I said "You got any bear claws?"
        He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
        "No, we're outta bear claws"
        I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
        He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
        I said "OK, I'll take that"

        So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
        And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
        (rabid gnawing sounds)
        Oh man, they were just going nuts
        They were tearin' me apart
        You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"
        I believe it went a little something like this . . .

        Doh
        Get 'em off me
        Get 'em off me
        Oh
        No, get 'em off, get 'em off
        Oh, oh God, oh God
        Oh, get 'em off me
        Oh, oh God
        Ah, (more screaming)

        I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
        Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
        Like a constipated weiner dog
        And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
        Her name was Zelda
        She was a calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
        I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
        She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

        That's when I knew it was true love
        We were inseparable after that
        Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
        We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
        The world was our burrito
        So we got married and we bought us a house
        And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
        Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

        But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
        She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
        I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"
        "I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"
        So we broke up and I never saw her again
        But that's just the way things go

        In Albuquerque
        Albuquerque

        Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me
        Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
        That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
        I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face
        Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
        I was gettin' a lot of attitude

        OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
        Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
        When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself
        So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
        And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
        "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

        So I did

        And then he gets all indignant on me
        He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
        Well, that's just great
        How was I supposed to know that?
        I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
        Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
        So what's he complaining about?

        Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
        This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bite in three days
        Well, I knew what he meant
        But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
        And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
        And I'm like "Hey, come on, don't you get it?"
        But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
        (screaming sounds)
        You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
        Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

        Anyway, um, um, where was I?
        Kinda lost my train of thought

        Uh, well, uh, OK
        Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
        But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

        I hate sauerkraut

        That's all I'm really tryin' to say
        And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
        And find yourself in an existential quandary
        Full of loathing and self-doubt
        And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
        At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
        Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
        There's still a little place called

        Albuquerque
        Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque

        I said "A" (A)
        "L" (L)
        "B" (B)
        "U" (U)
        "querque" (querque)

        Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
        Never really developed a taste for tequila. Kind of hard to understand how you make a drink out of something that sharp, inhospitable. Now, bourbon is easy to understand.
        Tastes like a warm summer day. -Raylan Givens

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        • #19
          Re: specifics

          Osorojo, I like specific analyses too. They may or may not be found in any random thread, but I've usually gotten thoughtful answers when I've posted questions on my team's site.

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          • #20
            Re: specifics

            Power Play are good!!!!!
            Having a clear conscience just means you have a bad memory or you had a boring weekend.

            RIP - Kirby

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            • #21
              Re: specifics

              Round black thingy go in white meshy thingy.

              This game aint so hard.

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              • #22
                Re: specifics

                Stay dry good, get wet bad!

                Oh wait, hockey, not MXC.

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                • #23
                  Re: specifics

                  Ladies and gentlemen, Michael Bolton.

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                  • #24
                    Re: specifics

                    Joe Thornton was traded. Specifically, he was traded from the Boston Bruins to the San Jose Sharks.
                    Charter Member of darin's "UML Seven"

                    "I just hate Boston College to be perfectly honest'' -Ken Dorsey
                    "It's time for my favorite NCAA tradition ... that's right, rooting against BC!" -Bill Simmons

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                    • #25
                      Re: specifics

                      Originally posted by HoosierBBall_GopherHockey View Post
                      Ladies and gentlemen, Michael Bolton.
                      No thread should be subjected to this sort of torture.

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                      • #26
                        Re: specifics

                        Originally posted by HoosierBBall_GopherHockey View Post
                        Ladies and gentlemen, Michael Bolton.
                        To draw from a source of infinite knowledge:

                        Just for that you are going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.

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                        • #27
                          Re: specifics

                          Originally posted by FlagDUDE08 View Post
                          You have to forgive Bear Red. He's just trying to give Cornell an advantage. What he doesn't realize is that we don't call out our players like that.
                          Along with superficial analysis of college hockey many opinions are attributed to and justified by a group only identified as "we." Who comprises this august group of analysts, and do they have a secret handshake?

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                          • #28
                            Re: specifics

                            Originally posted by MUhawks628 View Post
                            To draw from a source of infinite knowledge:

                            Just for that you are going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.
                            Hey, osorojo asked for specifics. Michael Bolton gives the specifics about what happens when a man loves a woman. Don't shoot the messenger.

                            Oh, and add people who don't use cruise control to that list.

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                            • #29
                              Re: specifics

                              Originally posted by hoosierbball_gopherhockey View Post
                              oh, and add people who don't use cruise control to that list.
                              yes!

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                              • #30
                                Re: specifics

                                Originally posted by Osorojo View Post
                                Along with superficial analysis of college hockey many opinions are attributed to and justified by a group only identified as "we." Who comprises this august group of analysts, and do they have a secret handshake?
                                You (Bear Red) had indicated the posters on USCHO as a group. Given I (FlagDUDE08) post on USCHO, I am part of the group of posters you had indicated. Therefore, my (FlagDUDE08's) response is on behalf of the group of USCHO posters (although I cannot guarantee an agreement of opinion). Perhaps you need to be re-educated on how narrative modes work. Do they not teach this at Ivy League institutions?

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