I’ve gotten a number of emails from Carolina fans (like the Canes owner, I wasn’t aware there were too many of those until the cup finals came to town) complaining about Bully making fun of the cheerleaders at the RBC Center. I called them ugly (see last blog entry). People in Carolina have countered by calling my mom names, saying women in the Northeastern US are ugly and so forth.

One thing is clear: These cats in Carolina are all too sensitive about cheerleaders. (NFL’s Carolina cheerleaders in the bathroom and Duke lacrosse: Carolina obviously has a strange thing for cheerleaders).

We’re talking about the Stanley Cup finals here so here’s some advice for you fucking closet male cheerleaders in Carolina: Put down the cone, untape your wrists and relax and tune your tractors up for Carolina’s possible cup parade.

Cheerleaders and hockey don’t mix: If I want some chick’s ass in my face, I’ll make a phone call. If I’m at a cup finals game and some spandex honey is jumping around in front of me and fucking up my line of site for the game, you better believe she’s wearing a beer and cheese fries for a hat, I don’t give a damn how hot she is: this is a hockey game sweetheart so your silver-spoon pedigree as a hot bitch ain’t messin’ up my line of site and has no street cred at the rink. Settle down, Sit down, Quiet down or it’s Ike Turner time.

Hillbillies that never go to hockey games (yes Carolina, this means you) likely mistake the cup finals for a honky tonk bar. It’s not. And the Stanley Cup ain’t a 35-pound spitoon either.

No reason to lunge for the gun rack in your pick-up truck boys, so just relax, sit back and floss your tooth: Ted Nugent’s show on OLN is about to start.

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