On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me a photo of Roman Josi.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two hurtled pucks.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three French-Canadians.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me four brawling words.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me five goals unanswered.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me six dekes a-skating.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven Swedes a-sweating.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me eight trades a-rumored.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me nine (opposing) goalies sucking.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten Lords named Stanley.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me eleven games each weekend.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve weeks of playoffs.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two hurtled pucks.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three French-Canadians.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me four brawling words.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me five goals unanswered.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me six dekes a-skating.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven Swedes a-sweating.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me eight trades a-rumored.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me nine (opposing) goalies sucking.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten Lords named Stanley.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me eleven games each weekend.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve weeks of playoffs.
Comments
I'm not criticizing. Any true love who knows a catfish is a terrible thing to waste is a keeper.