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something something red string of fate

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our glorious righteous penguins back to back vs their horrible two year reign of terror

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“I was not scared to come to America,” Malkin remembers. “I was scared what my friends would think of me."

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look at my man. the only slut at the wet tshirt contest without an undershirt on.

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where is sid whistling at a ref??? I NEED FOR REASONS

please it still makes me laugh

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geno 🐻

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WHY ARE YALL FLAGGING THIS POST WHAT DID I DO

thank god almost no one follows me there, i can safely went. As a chronically crushless person who gets them like once in 4 years or so, I hate getting crushes so much. I always take so much pride in being a lion that doesn't concern himself with fuckass feelings 😭😭 seeing my friend's relationship drama always made me happy abt it. And it's not that I don't get any attention, it's the opposite, i very much do, but ever time i do agree and try to get to know those people i get soooo booreed. I KNOW that in order to understand if i like them or not i have to speak with them constantly for some time. But i just. Don't want to. If there's no initial vibe match, no initial chemistry, i do not care instantly and that's how it is. And so when i do like someone myself, it's always a person who's naawt interested. So like. Should i kms for real or what. Should i sh**t myself point blank. I hate this feeling. I should be normal and i am normal most of the time but also i want to put myself in a meat grinder at the back of my mind all the time. I am very thankful that my brain never let's the "crush" to consume me fully, but feeling like shit and crashing out from time to time and not enjoying things fully is also not ideal. It's summer now, I'm free, there should not be anything negative going on for me right now. There should not be but there is. I haaatee my brain and the fact that that's something i can't control

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thank god almost no one follows me there, i can safely vent. As a chronically crushless person who gets them like once in 4 years or so, I hate getting crushes so much. I always take so much pride in being a lion that doesn't concern himself with fuckass feelings 😭😭 seeing my friend's relationship drama always made me happy abt it. And it's not that I don't get any attention, it's the opposite, i very much do, but ever time i do agree and try to get to know those people i get soooo booreed. I KNOW that in order to understand if i like them or not i have to speak with them constantly for some time. But i just. Don't want to. If there's no initial vibe match, no initial chemistry, i do not care instantly and that's how it is. And so when i do like someone myself, it's always a person who's naawt interested. So like. Should i kms for real or what. Should i sh**t myself point blank. I hate this feeling. I should be normal and i am normal most of the time but also i want to put myself in a meat grinder at the back of my mind all the time. I am very thankful that my brain never let's the "crush" to consume me fully, but feeling like shit and crashing out from time to time and not enjoying things fully is also not ideal. It's summer now, I'm free, there should not be anything negative going on for me right now. There should not be but there is. I haaatee my brain and the fact that that's something i can't control

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(hypnotizes you into liking my oc) (she has no lore)

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never best

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for prints ⤵️

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love geno fans cause they just be posting prehistoric pictures of him captioning them "my beautiful wife on a spring day in 1956 with whom i'm in a commited lesbian relationship with" and it's just this lanky ass middle aged russian hockey player

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only for pittsburgh, always with sid

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EPISODE 11: COMPLETELY JEFFLESS

The year is 2023. The Pens have only missed the playoffs once, Bob and Mearsy are still living out a 70k slow burn romance in the broadcasting booth, and nobody’s invading Canada. Just kidding! It’s 2025, baby, where nothing is beautiful and everything hurts. Your Good Wood Pod hosts are back in action and ready to yap about our beloved deadbeat loser team. In this episode we mourn the loss of Some Guys, enlist Bec’s dad in the resistance (it’s what the R in RPF stands for), and pool our collective savings to build AO3.Org Arena. We also discuss other hot topics like the Geno break-in, Kris Letang's rotating cast of boytoys, Four Nations vs. The Dunk Tank, and our quest to get back to our fandom roots. Come for the Mikael Granlund retrospective, stay for Ovi coaching the Canadian national team. We missed ya! (This episode was recorded before the Pittsburgh Penguins remembered how to win hockey games.)

Runtime: 1:01 | Recorded 2.26.25

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DAT SMILE

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2004