…you’d better be garnishing Youppi’s wages now that he’s the mascot for the Canadians. That no-good gigolo left behind his bastard-child, Screech, and poor Slapshot hasn’t gotten a cent of child support from that jerk since he fled DC when he heard Slapshot had laid an egg. Of course the local rags have said he was looking for work in the minors, but now that he’s signed a major league deal of his own, I fully expect the Feds to go after him.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
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