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“Is that like some kind of horse race or something? I don’t really follow sports.”
“I’m going to the game. I got a great set of seats from a guy in the street for only $250 each. He told me they were a great deal.”
“I thought I’d buy a hockey team. Is it too late to get in on this?”
“I’ll be discussing Wittgenstein over a glass of tawny port at the Gentlemen’s Club.”
“Connie won’t let me out of the house. She wants me to watch something on the Home and Garden channel.”
“I’ll be at the bar, eh, watching, eh, drinking Molson, eh. Then I’m going out to get some ham with those hoser friends of mine, eh.”
Letter From “Toothless” Jim O’Brien, Oldest Living Stanley Cup Winner A Day in the Life of Phil Pritchard, Guardian of the Stanley Cup What Are We Doing For Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals? What Are We Doing With Our Pucks?
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