Tuesday, November 19, 2019

The Hockey Hall of Shameful Daughters? Carbonneau Isn't a Good Guy?

Wickenheiser   didn't bring attire shame to the Hockey Hall of Fame, but certainly whoever the strumpet was sitting behind Mrs. Guy Carbonneau  fit the full strumpet image of the Dallas Star cheerleaders, once again further degrading a sport that has gotten worse in the hands of the current NHL commissioner. There is a huge difference between the modesty of a loose puck and the immodesty of a loose strumpet allowed to permeate lines dressed worse than German soldiers in WWI.

The young anti-lady perched behind Mrs. Guy Carbonneau was as bad of a social disgrace as seeing Ashley Hendrikson shaking her rear end in a bunny suit at the age of about 8.  Comparing the works of Mrs.  Jerry York to the works of the heavily-dyed blonde dressed in some sort of dead spotted fuzz top that displayed more of her mammary glands than any of Scaramouche was an example of what has gone wrong in Montreal periods and Mrs. Jerry York displayed what has gone decently in Boston.

There have been time where I have been deceived, but IF that non-lady in animal spots was Guy Carbonneau's daughter, Mr. and Mrs Carbonneau might as well put themselves in the same category of horrible parenting as Angelica Huston.  It's a much smaller problem when your child is sneaking around and dressing like a strumpet, but when they do it with parental permission, it adds to the list of parental sins.  Sure, lots of people in Canada don't like the word 'sin', but why did women captured in Germany during WWII name the turf it was easiest to survive in 'Canada'? Many Canadians do dress far more modestly than people from other countries according to the staff in St. Lucia hotels, but one strumpet in a mess hall does lead to Marulyn Monroe and John F, Kennedy family adultery disasters that too many historians have become apathathetic too.  Maybe another look at George Harsh is fr more important than the next inductee into the Hockey Hall of Shame Dames and undressed damsels not currently in distress.

The men who typically cover the NHL don't have the courage to insult the offspring of NHL playboys dressed up in suits while their kin or spouse are allowed to undress like prostitutes trying to draw o the eyeballs of guys like Jim Rutherford or the cameraman  toward them.  Lots of sports figures become as unholier than frogs when they allow their wives or daughters to become sitting verions of Faith Hill McGraw and Carrie Undorwood Fisher, never caring enough about their own body to behave like Vashti and instead they follow the method of operation of  'Stormy' Daniels

Without a proper father, the daughters will have to seek elsewhere to get rebuked for their whoredoms. Consider this 'post-Cher Ami' to be 'elsewhere' .   I found it curious but not surprising that England's military had least concern over the number of people killed during it's wars since that is the nature of country's centered around crown-heads of folly.  Unless certain events are recalled, it is unlikely the guilty would reconsider their  lack of true repentance  for their atrocities toward their own people.  Myles Garrett first decided to debase himself let ESPN expose his body, then apparently lost his mind and attacked a person in his own union and is getting more of a punishment than if he would be charged with disorderly conduct in Marathon County, Wisconsin and ideally, he will despise the day he disrobed for ESPN and review NFL tapes to see if he was attacked first by a weaker NFL vessel, causing him to choose not to loose a physical battle. I thought I noticed someone trying to remove Garrett's orange dome helmet before he reacted like Mike Cameron, Eulalio Hernandez or Tommy Stigler in a Milwaukee District V brawl on Martin Luther King Jr. Drive. Trying to remove a football players helmet is about equal to trying to get a copper's 4D Cell Maglite from their hands during a night shift traffic stop.

Dressing like a strumpet around married men is a war atrocity that is physical war and spiritual war.  What type of 'dress codes' did the woman have that lured a rather young Eric Lindros instead of impressing her own husband?   The silky pink jumpsuit I wore on February 14, 1997 was intended to impress fully divorced man Robert Parker, the UWSP hockey coach, but instead impressed the buddy of Brad Seymour Wittenberg's special 42 'Shaner Dog'.  Jack Parker isn't Willie Parker the Steeler; George Parker the counterpart of George Baldus  is nor Robert Parker the  Milton Wisconsin middle school principal.

Is it best now to disect the name P Ar K Er into a squad number? Shirley Brockenborough and Psalm 19 testers might need P Ar K Er lines for Doreen Schildt's special purpose in David's:

15 + 18 + 19 + 68 = 120, not 138. Keeping a golf score down to 120 is not the same as getting past the skunk line in a cribbage contest. I will shift to instructions for 2 new games of chance known as 'Take It or Leave It to Green Knights'  and 'Ghost Pinnocle' in my next blog for my D.A.R.E. teams sake while I am thankful my Gad uncle Andrew isn't Marlon Brando.  If I did not have natural affection for my father's sister Evelyn, I would never have learned about a fine man, hard-working Lion's Club man known as Andrew Beine, who  is from Hartford, Wisconsin.
       
Internal affairs are different the external affairs, but both affect the bodies involved. Does Matt Cullen have a gum habit he can't break as quickly as 2NUNS can pull out of a Gary Hendricks dental area near UWSP to seek Marilyn Priest?

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