What I witnessed last night can't even be described in words. I started watching episode 4 of Mr. Robot and i'm confused as all hell. Is Christian Slater real?? Is he real??? And then I saw something that would make you get goosebumps on the back of your neck: blackness. I feel asleep.
From what I hear, Erik Karlsson played out of his damn mind. Who is Erik? And where does he come from? I bet he comes from a town similar to Almonte and he had enemies in Carleton Place and they'd both say "This town is better" and then "Yeah? Prove it" and then they're all like "Wanna get drunk by the falls and break some shit?". What I am getting at here is that there is a legit possibility that Erik Karlsson isn't even human. Has anyone even checked? The things he can do on the ice could make a billy goat go blind. It's not meant to be seen by eyeballs.
If Erik Karlsson doesn't win the Hart this year, then I will tell my whole family to disown me so that I can move to the forest. He's a lock. Without Erik, Ottawa doens't even sniff a playoff spot. Speaking of sniffing, I went into the local Hortons and started to sniff the donut display. The lady goes "Sir? Can we help you? Or do we need to call the police again like last Wednesday?" And I was all like "Take it easy lady". What does this have to do with Erik Karlsson? Nothing
Come June, I plan on going to the Stanley Cup Parade down Wellington and I'm gonna cry my eyes out and scream "WE DONE IT". But I picture someone screaming "LOOK THE FUCK OUT" and then witnessing my own granny lose control of her 4-wheeler and go directly over the handle bars and skid a good 40 feet down the street, everyone just screaming.