Post by Roy Vezina on Mar 10, 2024 23:10:05 GMT
The camera opens inside a hockey locker room, where "The Punch Line" trio - Roy Vezina, Harv Norris, and Rick Hull - are gearing up for their "Shootout" gauntlet match against their formidable opponent, El Cerdo Mostaza. They are donning their hockey gear, lacing up their skates, and exchanging confident smiles.
Roy Vezina: Alright, boys, listen up. It’s almost time we show that fat pig El Cerdo Mostaza who runs this barn. We're not a bunch of dusters, we're a force to be reckoned with, eh?
Harv Norris: Dee pot boiled, but dee contents failed to jell. Dee walled town was seized without a ballyrag, wa.
Rick Hull: You got that right, Harv! We're gonna take that big angry mustard-loving fool down faster than a Zamboni on a freshly flooded ice. When we're done with him, he'll be seeing more stars than a night sky in the Great White North!
They share a hearty laugh, pumping their fists in camaraderie.
Roy Vezina: Remember, boys, we stick together, we play smart, and we take that big fella down one by one. We've trained for this, we've got the skills, and we've got the Canadian spirit coursing through our veins.
Harv Norris: Dee node on dee stalk of wheat grew daily. Hop over dee fence and plunge in, wa.
Rick Hull: You betcha, Roy! We'll skate circles around him, eh? When he's lying flat on the ice, we'll make sure he knows who's boss in this ring! He flops around the ring like a beached whale on a Slip 'N Slide, eh?
They share a final fist bump, their confidence radiating throughout the locker room.
Roy Vezina: Alright, boys, let's do this! The Punch Line is about to deliver the knockout punch! In Gordie, we trust.
With a united shout of determination, they exit the locker room, ready to face their formidable opponent and prove their dominance in the ring.
Roy Vezina: Alright, boys, listen up. It’s almost time we show that fat pig El Cerdo Mostaza who runs this barn. We're not a bunch of dusters, we're a force to be reckoned with, eh?
Harv Norris: Dee pot boiled, but dee contents failed to jell. Dee walled town was seized without a ballyrag, wa.
Rick Hull: You got that right, Harv! We're gonna take that big angry mustard-loving fool down faster than a Zamboni on a freshly flooded ice. When we're done with him, he'll be seeing more stars than a night sky in the Great White North!
They share a hearty laugh, pumping their fists in camaraderie.
Roy Vezina: Remember, boys, we stick together, we play smart, and we take that big fella down one by one. We've trained for this, we've got the skills, and we've got the Canadian spirit coursing through our veins.
Harv Norris: Dee node on dee stalk of wheat grew daily. Hop over dee fence and plunge in, wa.
Rick Hull: You betcha, Roy! We'll skate circles around him, eh? When he's lying flat on the ice, we'll make sure he knows who's boss in this ring! He flops around the ring like a beached whale on a Slip 'N Slide, eh?
They share a final fist bump, their confidence radiating throughout the locker room.
Roy Vezina: Alright, boys, let's do this! The Punch Line is about to deliver the knockout punch! In Gordie, we trust.
With a united shout of determination, they exit the locker room, ready to face their formidable opponent and prove their dominance in the ring.