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One night, Patrick Roy comes home after getting his ass kicked in at the Joe Louis Arena.
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| Hello, zere. I am de Patrick Roy. | |
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| And unfortunately, I am his wife. | |
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Oh no, it looks like Patrick is going to skin his wife, cut out her eyes and skull fuck her!
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| Hey, le bitch! Givez-moi le head! | |
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| But Patrick, you don't have a dick remember? | |
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Next week... How Sakic and Foresburg decides who has to take it up the ass.
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| I sick of you, fucking whore! | |
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| I hate when this happens. Good thing we can afford cosmetic surgery. | |
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