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Don Cherry. Can you say "faggot"?

Pierre Pilote. Don Cherry's pants crapping lover.

Wink Martindale. Now there was a man. Not one of those faggoty Canadian hockey players.

I hope all this gets published in hardback book form. It will truly be a classic for the ages. And by "classic" I mean that it will cause readers to crap their pants. And die. THE END

What's with the scatological memes on this site? They make me want to crap my pants. And die. THE END

My, but that was entertaining, wasn't it?

It is night -- now come out the faggots. Warning. They will crap your pants. And you will die. THE END

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My, but that was entertaining, wasn't it?

I think this is my best work yet!

It's interesting to see two of my enduring contributions to MassFuckshit quoted on some site I've never even heard of.

Ron Jeremy.

Steve Durbano,Jim Dorey,Doug Jarvis,Murray Oliver,Donnie Marshall,Jacques Laperriere,Newsy Lalonde,Joe Primeau,Max Bentley,Ted Green,Paul Coffey,Colton Orr,Charlie Hodge,Zarley Zalapski,Pierre Larouche,Syl Apps Jr,Busher Jackson,Inge Hammastrom,Nick Fotiu,Carol Vadnais. What the fuck is this, a faggot convention?

Aunt Delila should come back.

Doug Bentley,Georges Vezina,Ab DeMarco,Kenny Wharram,Wayne Cashman,Johnny Bucyk,Dallas Smith,Paul Kariya,Moe Stefaniw,Robbie Ftorek,Bronco Horvath,Terry Harper,Rogatien Vachon,Claude Lemieux,Wendel Clark,Bob Probert,Eldon "Pokey" Reddick,Emile Francis,Sprague Cleghorn,Gordie Drillon. Yep, it's a faggot convention alright.

Peter North. Quit listing celebrities and make a real contribution. This page is getting crappier than a cocktail mixer filled with laxatives. Pretty soon I'm going to crap my pants. And die. THE END

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