Changing of the guard

Well, I dug out my Bruins shirt from the bottom of my laundry basket (yeah, I'm gross like that) and started browsing pics of Ference and Bergie on the Googlies-- I have a new team to get excited about.

I was saving this for a rainy day

and while today isn't exactly rainy (though Wednesday was a mess when were trying to have stalkerventures at the Garden-- though I may possibly be not supposed to talk about that), I still could use a good cheering up.

So I present to you the next in my series of disturbing Flyers photoshops:

BB!ROO.

That's all for nowsies, but things to look forward to from Shadenfreude probably include a "Well now we have to give a shit about the Bruins" post/picspam.  It will include Ference's fantastic Canadian flag tattoo.  In fact, it may consist entirely of Ference's fantastic Canadian flag tattoo.

EDIT:  It is now raining like a bitch.  I am apparently psychic as well as a prophet of hotness.

ON A LIGHTER NOTE

I THINK WE ALL NEED TO CHEER UP.

So I bring you the first in what is sure to be a long, looong line of photoshop abominations.

Last night I totally couldn't sleep and in that strange state where you are thinking, but it's not exactly coherent and you can't quite control it, my inner monologue went something like this:

"At least we scored against the... meows. Meooooooooow.  Meeeeeeeeeeow.  We should separate out all the catboys, like Mike Richards..."

So because my subconscious thinks he is a catboy, I present the following.

Fig. 1- Captain Catboy

You know you want a piece of that, you dirty furry.

THERE.  Now you are sufficiently cheered up.