No real story here. Just thought I'd share with you some of the pictures I took while having a bitching time in Montreal this past weekend.
This is how most PPP articles are written:
Wellwood PPP: Blog!
Subordinate Chemmy: Yes sir. Just don't hit me again.
From L to R: Drunk Chemmy, Happy Puck Daddy, Gorgeous PPP
Drunk SkinnyFish: Holy shit! You're "The Cup Guy"! Can I get a picture with you.
Cup Guy: Hey. Yeah sure. My name's Phil.
Drunk SkinnyFish: Yo PPP! Get your ass in the picture with Phil the Cup Guy!
PPP discover the new fade of "texting" on his cellular telephone circa 1999.
PPP with Alyn McCauley. The three of us talked about everything from his new job as a scout for the LA Kings, to the absolute gong show that is Toronto sports media for over an hour until we got kicked out of the bar. The we walked about 10 drunken blocks with Alyn to his hotel in the complete opposite direction as our hotel, just so we could keep bullshiting with him. Such a cool guy. And handsome too.
Me and PPP sharing a goodnight kiss before turning off the lights...
A confused Chemmy and concerned Fucifer look on outside of Schwartz's after some smoked meat sandwiches. 5 minutes later, Matt Duchenne and his family came out. Cool stuff.
Yes, I did drink these four Margaritas. Yes, this is how blurry my vision was afterward.
Billy Dee Williams says you gots to chug!!
Look at these two handsome gentlemen. With out them, this weekend wouldn't have happened. Thanks be to PPP and Chemmy.
If you want to see more pictures, check out my gallery of the weekend.
Enjoy and thanks for the good times - SF