NHL Imagien.s.

Jams nieAL wass eatig his bregfast th..at ppooly Martin had made for, him. It’s was scrambol eg an toest. “PAL’ say,s james “this is a GOORMAY!” “it’s just eggs ad toast.” martini, replys. he wonders..,,,,, what will happens, if james neal has to fend 4 hismelf in da, big, scare, wurld. JUST THAN!!!!!! jneel’s fone rings. “RING RING RING A DING DING” goes the fone. “yes helo it s james, if ur call iz to complain about an injury i hav caused u, ples hang up bc i and my fans dont hold myself accountable 4 mi actions LOL! XD” 

“no james neal, u have been traded. goodby u four eyed bitch” said the gm of the pans., whoever tha f dat is lol!! 

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” yells jam neal, pole martin falls over in shock when a windo, shatter..,s. 

“ur a pred now ha, ha lol ur irrelevant now” gm meanie-pantz says. “ur off my xmas card list,!!!!” he hangs up!!!

“lazy ((piece of shit)”, pwal say “what hapend” 

“im a nashveel predatur :-(“ james start s, crying. he is so sad! im ngonna cry too brb.

ok, sryy abowt that.., had to cry taht 1 out 4 my pal jams nils. hes a relly ,,good guy despite the haven no thot 4 tha safetee of da other, players thing. anyway bak 2,, the stoyr!

“bye u 12 toed barfbag” paul says and kicks james 2 tha curb!!! 

“but how will i hurt people s brains if im not a penguisn :(“ jems cry at the; darknin sky! “wat is th point if ppl don't car abtou the pred !”

——- in nashbil ———————-

jombs neel is amaze that ppl actually care about the pred!s. he meets  she weebr. shea tell;s him8. “james neal, if u throw atuher elbow i wi ll personally smear the glass @ th> rink wif ur face. the n ill kill u. nice to meet u, have a gud,, day.”

#imagien ur in an auditoreeumwith athosuand screamig fans. a veratall man step onn thestage. he falls down. it was tyelr meyers lmao what a doofis. ajnothertall man stepps up to the mic. its zdayn karma. also tooka raskis there. he grabsthemic. "imtuukarask but tonjught im tuukkaa raps." oh.itsgoin down.

chara givs him a mean glair and grabs da mic.

"your nam is tuuka rask but i thik ur twoka trashu say Ur a good goalie but in apri ur alredy bowling" oh shit. tookagrabsthe mic.

"zdeno charba,here to spit rhiems it aint no problem, ur raps is acrimes i bail u out each n evry gaim u gota manpurse itsur leathery shame" the crod goes nuts. u  throw urbra at tooka. but Z isnt doen. he stils the mike. "Big Z Big Z is what the chidren crye when ur goletedinng brings tears to ther eye u give it away, like toy in kids meal but isave the day, iTs not a big deal"

just when tooka was about to rok the mic, a maskd intruder steps on the staje.

"zdeno n toka, what can i say u guys aint bad at the enda the day"

the masked intrudr reveals hiself to be Anzay Korpita "but ur level isnt mine u dont understand it u think u fly but im on another planet u had ur moment to shine but u best can it i leave u cryin cuz im hard like granite just leve the room cuz im bout to blow wives grab ya groom and bounce to my flow z & tuukka just vroom cuz u jon snow when it coms to raps, nothin's what U know im a fuckin rocket,yalls just crow kops pleaze arrest me, I JUS STOLE THA SHOW"

However, he still had his loving wife Elisha. Though he struggled to believe she saw his worth any more -- or that he had any to begin with -- he could count on her to be there everyday. 

One day a nasty storm cut his golf game short, so got home early. As he walked in his house, he heard a moaning coming from behind closed doors. Alarmed and nervous, he walked steadily toward the door. Before opening the door, he grabbed a hockey stick and armed himself. He quietly opened the door and peaked inside...all he could see was his wife's head tilted back in a blissful nature. Relieved, he opened the door and tore off his shirt. Yet, as he entered further, his eyelids peeled back in horror.

There on the computer screen was one man, naked from head to toe. "AVERY!" he yelled. Elisha panicked and covered herself, "it's not what you think!" she pleaded. DIon would have none of it. He could only spit out one thing.