"Puck Daddy endorses Bleeding Teal, our favorite San Jose Sharks vlog that involves booze."
Yeah, "booze".
So, let's see: 140 posts + three years at this address (plus some older shit elsewhere)--that's us. At around 1.50 of the video, "Bleeding Teal" forgets to talk about hockey and starts shrieking about clubs and what they drink. That's them. HAY WYSH, WE TALK ABOUT WHAT WE DRINK I'M DRUNK RIGHT FUCKING NOW. WHERE'S MY LINK WYSH?
Because, and you can bet your Star Wars bathroom on this: you will never, ever see those girls without their shirts on. It's just not going to happen. Drink all the scotch you want. Smoke all the cigars in the whole world. They're never going to pop out of their Forever 21 dipshit tank tops, they're never going to pop out of your computer screen, and they're never actually going to say anything interesting about hockey.
Or anything else.
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