I am disappointed...

How disappointed I am in you Mr. Claus. I extended you the olive branch and you only respond with some ridiculous image, clearly not you. And yes, the hair is quite nice but not at all what the ladies think sexy. Look at me and you will see sexy. See how she is happy there, so close to me. I see no ladies close to you.

ALF

Rate My Poo

Go ahead. Rate it.

My Down to Earth Handsomeness Will Eradicate Your Posh Hairdo, Euromullet.

London, 1989. I show you my true self Euromullet. Observe how handsome I am. Feel yourself debating your sexuality because of my extreme attractive nature. Moses sits atop my head to create that wonderful, Biblical Part. Have you ever seen a part such as this EM? The answer is yes. You just have and you still are because you can't stop looking at it. It almost prevents the eye from that which has not before is weren't didn't not. HA HA!! My shoulder beckon's to you. "Hello." It says. "I have a pointless strap," continues the noble hair free shoulder, "and it has a button...........button.........button." As you drift off into a dreamless sleep, Euromullet.

ONLY TO BE AWAKENED BY A DULCIMER TO THE SKULL AND A PETRI DISH OF ROTTEN FISH.!!!!!!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH EUROMULLET THAT WHICH IS WITHOUT YOU I HAVE TAKEN AND THAT IS HAVE YOU WHAT IS NEVER MORE OR SHALL BE HITHERTO. HA HA.

All Claws lead to BeefClaus.

Try Your Best at Growing

Ah, Mr. Claus...I feel you are nearly out of threats. I think it is high time to stop this nonsense. Try your best at growing. You do not cause me fear and I tire of your empty threats. Perhaps together we could work this out. I hand to you an olive branch.

Cut the S#!% Euromullet!

It is time to end your lies and deceitful manner, EM. "And I do not even respond to your threats with rabbit picture because that is just ridiculous and the rabbit looks delicious to me." Do pretend you not that fear is not instilled in your Perrier ridden blood. Your fancy pants water boils inside your veins made of hot dogs dropped by a small children that were terrified by picture rabbit. So cut the S!#@, Euromullet. And get a haircut. You look like an a$&?#@!*

All Claws lead to BeefClaus.

If I Were Jesus...

It's Me, Mario!

Shoes

Maybe The Only Hockey Player As Tough As Domi

Tie Domi Should Be in the Hockey Hall of Fame For Being the Best Fighter Ever

Here you all go. Some of the best Tie Domi moments.



Tie Domi with the wicked right to knock Ulf Samuelson out cold. (Best cheap shot ever!)



Tie Domi and a Flyers fan fight in the sin bin. (This is a Tie original)




The classic Tie Domi fight against Bob Probert. Probert has almost a foot on Domi and he takes the title.

Rumpy Stenry

Why do image not found always lead to no image. And how do they get there? These and other questions will soon be no image by an ancient image not found. Found in the sacred image lost, it requires great care and insightful interpolation to image not found. So much so, in fact, that the readers of this no image will be unable to no image.

Tally Ho

Let Me Hear Your Body Talk

Meat and Stuff

You Threaten Me With Machine?

Mr. Beef Klaus - you threaten me with machine like little girl? I am a man who fights with my hands. I do not hide behind machines. But if this is how you choose to battle me then I will be forced to bring out my machine. Not some silly bicycle with a hippie rider. Instead I shall bring forth the machines that you see here. The ones that once ransacked my village until we tame them and work them to our wishes. They have been sleeping many years but do not think that I will not use them against you. And I do not even respond to your threats with rabbit picture because that is just ridiculous and the rabbit looks delicious to me.

Euromullet. Beware my newest creation AND OR blunder?!!

Behold my latest edition of unyielding wrath, Euromullet. This device, piloted by ex-minor leauge hockey club linebacker turned gourmet sandwich chef, Guilphinead Rapinintstonistin, will propel you to doom Euromullet. Do you see that bag of trash on the rear wheel of its Anterior Pain Quadrant? Yes, you do. That's right Euromullet. See that trash. Fear it. For you will soon be near it. And smell it. It doesn't smell that bad, but if you poke around in it, it releases hellish aromas that will scare away even the most fierce dung beetle. So poke, Euromullet, poke. Poke the Anterior Pain Quadrant's Olfactory Release Mechanism Decoupling Device and feel the wrath of Guilphinead Rapinintstonistin. HA HA HA HA HA!!!

All Claws lead to BeefClaus.