I just ralphed all over my desk.
Catching up on the 1,000+ items my oh-so-demanding Google Reader expects me to read, I came across this gem, courtesy of Puck Daddy: Claude Lemieux is one of three finalists for Canada's Battle of the Blades. (Go there and watch the video of him dancing AND singing. I dare you. I'm not defiling this sacred blog by embedding it, though.)
That just makes me want to do a triple salchow right into an abyss of steaming lava.
I wonder if he gets a 10 for intentionally boarding his lovely partner.
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No worries. He placed second. When the show first started, I couldn't decide whether I wanted him to win so I could make fun of him or lose so I could make fun of him, until I realized that no matter what, I would come out ahead. I think placing 2nd was a perfect ending.
ReplyDeleteI think Claude missed his calling. He is a pretty impressive figure skater. I know that sounds like a compliment, but it isn't. It's impossible for me to say anything nice about him. The prick. The pretty and graceful skating prick.
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No matter what, Claude Lemieux losing and probably looking like a dickhole in the process means everybody wins. To this day if I saw him on the street i'd sucker punch him.
ReplyDeleteKris, it truly is the grandest of win-win situations. A teeny tiny part of me is now disappointed that I now won't be able to flip out on this blog about his winning. Sigh. To everything there is a season...
ReplyDeleteTram, I'm still looking for him to execute the world's first septuple axel...into hell. Or at least some sort of vat of molten substance, like I said up there. I'm not creative enough to come up with another metaphor; besides, the thought of him spinning into a volcano makes me giggle.
Brian, I meant to tell you. I invited him to hang out with us while we're in the D. He's going to be there promoting...something. It's not important. Anyway, I told him we were game for a hotel party. Looks like you'll have to man up.