Chicken Scratch

Alright, boys. It’s just one loss – we can get it back!!

GO FLAMES!!!

Buk-AAAAWK!!!

That’s right, featherless fiends, it’s NHL playoff time, so ole Charlie’s got a repeat picture for this weekend – I ain’t posed for my official photographer yet. But hey, it’s better’n last week – Banjo Boy didn’t even run my column!! Bastard!!

Buk-AAAAWK!!!

So, the Flames/Sharks series is tied 1-1. But let’s just keep in mind – at the end of the day, a shark is just a big fish, and a Flame WILL burn their finny caboose. Batter up, Sharks – time to head into the deep fryer!!

Man, I get so cluckin’ excited, come playoff time. For one thing, I ain’t wore pants since the series started. I picked up more potato chips than a person should ever eat over the course of a decade. And, I’m sitting on a keg of beer, as I type this out!! Hockey Rocks!!!

Buk-AAAAWK!!!!

But try explainin’ that to the Piddleburger Doughhead here. He can’t figure out why they don’t try dribblin’ the puck. He thinks the defensemen are short stops.

I ain’t sayin’ he’s a bit on the slow side when to comes to hockey, but he thinks Wayne Gretzky was a Russian villain, in a Austin Powers movie. This boy is dense as a old-fashioned wooden hockey stick!

Buk-AAAAWK!!!!

Better run, I need to pick up cheese and baloney, and I don’t wanna lose my spot on the La-Z-Boy…

Cluck for now!!