My hockey mom can kick your hockey mom's ass
This is where shit gets real on Mother’s Day in Canuckistan. You might not know it, but Canadians are intensely competitive, most particularly on holidays such as Mother’s Day. First comes the Stanley Cupcake bake-off, followed by the face-off, followed by the gloves-off rumble, followed by, of course, the afterparty,
Seal, Clubbing
seal clubbing.
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Since the Vancouver Winter Olympics wrapped, everyone has been looking forward to the Summer Olympics to be held in London in 2012. One of the most exciting aspects of any Olympics is the small list of as-yet-unapproved sports on trial runs as Exhibition sports; if they pass the audition, they may be blessed by the Olympic Committee Fairies and grow up to become Real Olympic Sports.
The greatest of these is Cat Bowling. BEHOLD.
To save Formula One Indy racers’ lives.
It’s up to you, people.
OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!
Yes, Sami Salo’s not-quite-ruptured-but-seriously-slapshotted testicle has spoken. And to me, no less! Now get your ass over to TheCelebrityIndustrialComplex at TrueSlant and read the article in which I quiz Sami Salo’s ball! It’s the first time I’ve ever interviewed a celebrity testicle. Hell, it’s the first time I’ve ever seen balls that speak for themselves!
No word from the sponsoring federation on whether or not this talented performer won the US National Pole Dancing Championships, but surely it’s gotta be hard to beat a woman who can shoot light out her ladybits.
Related, more flexy dancer.
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