One of the nurses told me about that! Someone has money to throw away!!! Or is it the rangers trying you put the trade thru?
- Rsh

It’s nothing personal, they have just become accustomed to certain luxuries that markets ,like us, don’t have.

PTSD is post traumatic stress syndrome that vets firefighters and police deal with after are you traumatic events in the life! And it is hard to deal with!! So they say talk about it ! Most people will listen. Some won’t!!!!!
- Rsh

Well if you died, do you start from scratch?

No we live in Buffalo so we have to work!!!

Glad your doing good Dog, I can't complain.
"Hooah"
- Buff36

Went to the Wyoming county fair today

Anybody needs a boost to there ego
Great place to go

You have that right!! Coding twice no fun I have several broken ribs

Didn’t know a 125lb nurse could hit so hard!!!

Pto’s jake virtanin Liam O’Brien and Sheehan!!

Hell sign the nurses here they are tougher than most of the sabres!! And guys that blog on here!!!

Went to the Wyoming county fair today

Anybody needs a boost to there ego
Great place to go
- Anderdog

Actually have never been there.

Two Clumsy Uncles Shouting to the Beat
A Short Story
by stashu
Rash Beads looked at the stripy puck in his hands and felt angry.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his bright surroundings. He had always loved clean Buffalo with its healthy, handsome hospital. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel angry.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Lil Rash Beads. Lil Rash was a selfish fake with grubby legs and moist balls.

Rash gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a stable, special, kool-aid drinker with fragile legs and scrawny balls. His friends saw him as a thundering, tan troll. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a quiet veteran.

But not even a stable person who had once made a cup of tea for a quiet veteran, was prepared for what Lil Rash had in store today.

The snow flurried like jumping pandas, making Rash fuzzy.

As Rash stepped outside and Lil Rash came closer, he could see the clumsy glint in his eye.

Lil Rash gazed with the affection of 9922 creepy mouldy mice. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want inheritance."

Rash looked back, even more fuzzy and still fingering the stripy puck. "Lil Rash, tell internet strangers about me," he replied.

They looked at each other with ornery feelings, like two deafening, different dogs gyrating at a very smelly the war, which had somber music playing in the background and two clumsy uncles shouting to the beat.

Rash studied Lil Rash's grubby legs and moist balls. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Rash in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Lil Rash."

Lil Rash looked grumpy, his emotions raw like a leaking, low leg.

Rash could actually hear Lil Rash's emotions shatter into 643 pieces. Then the selfish fake hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of kool-aid would calm Rash's nerves tonight.

THE END

Two Clumsy Uncles Shouting to the Beat
A Short Story
by stashu
Rash Beads looked at the stripy puck in his hands and felt angry.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his bright surroundings. He had always loved clean Buffalo with its healthy, handsome hospital. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel angry.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Lil Rash Beads. Lil Rash was a selfish fake with grubby legs and moist balls.

Rash gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a stable, special, kool-aid drinker with fragile legs and scrawny balls. His friends saw him as a thundering, tan troll. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a quiet veteran.

But not even a stable person who had once made a cup of tea for a quiet veteran, was prepared for what Lil Rash had in store today.

The snow flurried like jumping pandas, making Rash fuzzy.

As Rash stepped outside and Lil Rash came closer, he could see the clumsy glint in his eye.

Lil Rash gazed with the affection of 9922 creepy mouldy mice. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want inheritance."

Rash looked back, even more fuzzy and still fingering the stripy puck. "Lil Rash, tell internet strangers about me," he replied.

They looked at each other with ornery feelings, like two deafening, different dogs gyrating at a very smelly the war, which had somber music playing in the background and two clumsy uncles shouting to the beat.

Rash studied Lil Rash's grubby legs and moist balls. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Rash in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Lil Rash."

Lil Rash looked grumpy, his emotions raw like a leaking, low leg.

Rash could actually hear Lil Rash's emotions shatter into 643 pieces. Then the selfish fake hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of kool-aid would calm Rash's nerves tonight.

THE END
- stashu

Oh my!!

So much for hockey?

Went to the Wyoming county fair today

Anybody needs a boost to there ego
Great place to go
- Anderdog

Isn't that the Pike fair? Or are they different? Because the Pike fair was always... yikes.

Eakin was an exceptionally bad player with and without Ralph. Larsson brought his usefulness in preventing goals. Eakin did nothing for twice the salary. Kind of a boring topic to continue, but Larsson is unequivocally a better career player.
- TheSabresTaco

Not directed solely at you...but everybody who looks like you and thinks like you...and fvck them too!
JK'g.

It is interesting to me that on this board Defensemen are evaluated largely, very largely on their Offensive acumen and counting stats...
Yet, Larson a Forward is evaluated only on his Defensive numbers, yet when you roll it all up he is a minus player...which means he and his teammates fvcking SUCK defensively...they flip the ice, can't score, then let in a goal.

Ok, I'm done with my rant.
Carry on...I have 17 more pages to comment on.

You wake up not knowing what happened!! But you know your ribs are broken because it is very hard to breathe!! And this 125lb woman tell you sorry you almost died!! So no you don’t start over just be happy you are alive!!!

Hope it's them or Calgary
- Buff36

Krebs needs to be in if it’s Vegas.

And I love the flames 4-way that’s been bantered about here. That’s hockey deals for everyone.

Puts Jack in Calgary
Tachuck in St Louis, retain for floor celery

Tarasanko to whom ever wants him at 50% retained (more floor celery)…

Just makes too much sense, but it’s some big time wheeling and dealing…

I find it hilarious that the only time you post is also the only time MEBsabresfan posts and your guys posts are not even almost identical, your avatars are the only thing different.
- Jet Jaguar BD

"your guys posts are not even almost identical" ????? Try to use language that translates properly to start with.

Why you seem to be agitated by my posts rather than respond with Hockey discussion is your choice, but your continual citing me in a negative light for no particular reason seems to be a childish antic while your Posts come across as as simply, "Narcissistic diatribes yearning for recognition"

I'm thinking you may not have been loved enough as a child.

I'm starting to believe you are the long forgotten "Concrete Master" from yrs gone by, but you wouldn't understand as you're a Karen-Come-Lately here.

Isn't that the Pike fair? Or are they different? Because the Pike fair was always... yikes.
- Jet Jaguar BD

It's in pike yes

Yikes is a understatement

It's in pike yes

Yikes is a understatement
- Anderdog

It's like walking through an unkempt farm that's one big open pasture full of pig crap, mud and human desolation. It is a horrifying experience.

"your guys posts are not even almost identical" ????? Try to use language that translates properly to start with.

Why you seem to be agitated by my posts rather than respond with Hockey discussion is your choice, but your continual citing me in a negative light for no particular reason seems to be a childish antic while your Posts come across as as simply, "Narcissistic diatribes yearning for recognition"

I'm thinking you may not have been loved enough as a child.

I'm starting to believe you are the long forgotten "Concrete Master" from yrs gone by, but you wouldn't understand as you're a Karen-Come-Lately here.
- MEBSabresFAN

"Your guys' posts are not even almost identical" is what's called an implication and the implication is that they are, in fact, identical.

No one is agitated by your posts dude. No one.

And BuffaloHardHat is now Over50. He stops by once in a while to apologize for being such a horrible person in the past. It took him having a massive heart-attack to be humbled. I somehow doubt it would have the same kind of humbling effect on you.

Looks like the Jets lost Carl Lawson for a while with a leg injury.
- TheSabresTaco

Out for the year with a Ruptured Achilles

"Your guys' posts are not even almost identical" is what's called an implication and the implication is that they are, in fact, identical.

No one is agitated by your posts dude. No one.

And BuffaloHardHat is now Over50. He stops by once in a while to apologize for being such a horrible person in the past. It took him having a massive heart-attack to be humbled. I somehow doubt it would have the same kind of humbling effect on you.
- Jet Jaguar BD

What does being over 50 have to do with anything? You've proven to have knowledge of members on here from yrs ago but your join date would make some believe that you are rather new to the site. You also seem to diminish posters based on their age for some unknown reason. I'm glad I haven't agitated you by my posts but am unclear as to why you seem to cite me when I've not engaged with you. I actually find some of your posts interesting, especially your knowledge on actual historical events, Howard Zinn, being an excellent example. I actually concur with most of your positions including our Govt. having prior knowledge of Pearl Harbor as well as 911, I think we see through much of the propaganda that has been perpetrated upon our citizens.

It's like walking through an unkempt farm that's one big open pasture full of pig crap, mud and human desolation. It is a horrifying experience.
- Jet Jaguar BD

Oh so you been there then
Lol

Parked in a foot of mud ( I hope)
Walked down 50 steps to more mud (again I hope)
I can't imagine the hills of west Virginia being that much different.

Just took the dogs for a walk fellas. It’s a very nice night in the south towns in Buffalo. Hope it’s nice up north. Get out for a quick walk if you can!

https://www.thedailygoalh...-still-in-on-jack-eichel/
Anyone heard of Eric Stephens.