We were driven today to the outer edges of sheer boredom, and did something that only the most desperate of hockey fans should ever do — we read the CBA. Some people read the CBA and come out of it with a clearer understanding of the financial picture of the NHL. Others walk away shaking their reads at the madness of it all. And yet others totally ignore all the serious business statbitty parts (read: 99% of it) and cut straight to the titillating, behind-the-scenes stuff. Like how the players get fined if they don’t pay their own incidentals on their room bills when the team is checking out of hotels on the road. And how a player is reimbursed for up to six months of his rent/mortgage when he’s traded. And what the NHL per diem is. In typical fashion for us, though, a discussion of the finer points of everyday life as outlined by the CBA quickly evolved into our vision of how the Devils handle their per diems. The following is how we figure it goes down, and we suspect we’re spot-on. Because we know the Devils really well. (This is also the actual IM conversation we had, verbatim.)
Pookie: Paulie packs all his meals so they’re bland enough for him and then he pockets the per diem. He’s saving up for something nice. Like a new Goldie Christmas ornament set.
Schnookie: Yup! He’s savin’ up. And enjoying those ambrosia cups, all at the same time.
Clarkson spends his on lottery tickets. All of it.
Pookie: Yup.
Schnookie: At the first place that he sees that sells them.
Pookie: As soon as they get to the hotel lobby he buys them all up and then goes, “D’oh!”
Schnookie: Then he spends the rest of the day salivating over the other guys’ food, asking, “Are you going to eat all of that?”
Pookie: Fortunately it doesn’t take much for him to charm his way into food. He’s always missing team meals because he’s eating with the maids in their breakroom.
Schnookie: Well, Travis is a sucker, too, so he always shares.
Pookie: Travis does all kinds of research before going to a city to determine the cheapest possible meal. Then he saves the rest of his per diem under his mattress. Out of fear of being an Okie.
Schnookie: Travis always takes out $5 and mails it home to his parents. With a letter:
Dear Mom and Dad,
Am still making good in the big city.
Your son,
Travis
P.S. I miss you both.
Pookie: Nah, Rod Pelley does that. Mr. Kitimat.
Schnookie: Right!
Pookie: Marty has Brylin handle his per diem for him. When he has to pay for something he just snaps his finger, walks away, and assumes Brylin is covering it for him.
Schnookie: Marty’s like, “Here, Sarge. You probably need this more than I do.” And he throws the money in Sarge’s direction and forgets all about it.
Pookie: Yup.
Schnookie: Zach has his converted to gold.
Pookie: Langer goes to the dog track. And eats there. No betting, though. Betting would be stupid.
Schnookie: He just loves the food carts at dog tracks. “They have the best cheap Chinese food,” he explains.
Pookie: Yup.
Schnookie: Gio thought he was going to the horse track with his money, until he ran into Langer there. “Shit. Horses must be HUGE,” he says.
Pookie: Sutter gets his per diem changed into pennies and then gets pissed off when he has to count them out to pay for stuff. Just the way he gets pissed off when he has to put unprepared losers out on the ice. “Life,” sighs Albelin in commiseration, “imitates art.”
Schnookie: Travis loves counting and rolling those pennies for Sutter. It causes a lot of tension with his roomie, though. “Suck up,” Zach hisses at him.
Pookie: Just the way Travis loves being an unprepared loser.
Schnookie: “Being an unprepared loser is my favorite thing in life,” he attests.
Pookie: You bet! Sutter’s like, “Grrrreat. Have a penny!” And he wings a big handful of pennies at Travis’s head.
Our team has issues.
Schnookie: Travis just lets the pennies hit him, and then he says, “Do you want me to count and roll those, too, or should I leave them?”
Pookie: Oduya uses his per diem to buy the ingredients to make his mom’s special Swedish cookies, which he sells in the hotel lobby, thereby doubling his per diem amount.
Schnookie: Oduya’s the secret smart one!
Pookie: He usually uses his extra dough to buy Paulie a more interesting lunch, feeling sorry for him having to eat ambrosia AGAIN.
Schnookie: So Paulie’s the one who’s doubling his per diem! After four years in the NHL, you’d think Paulie could afford the Goldie ornament set by now. But the sad truth is, Paulie has no idea how much it costs. “If you have to ask,” he says wistfully. Greener’s like, “You don’t have to ask. Look. The price is right here on the website, it’s $49.95–” Paulie: * DUNK! *
Fortunately, he eats enough pot brownies that he soon forgets that Greener broke the mystique surrounding the ornament set.
Pookie: Yeah. And when he retires he’s going to have like $600,000 in per diem money. Which… He’ll blow on 600,000 Mr. Pibbs and thus never get the ornament set.
But then, in his old age, when he’s like 86, his roomie in the Old Folks Home For Aged D-Men, Old Man Oduya, will give them to him for Christmas.
Schnookie: Awwww! That’s so sweet! Maybe our team doesn’t have issues after all!
Issues? I don’t see any issues.
Their functionality really translates onto the ice, too. :P
Yes but, Paulie is going to sell his Christmas tree to buy Oduya a new set of cookie trays! Oh, it’s a terrible (but heartwarming) Christmas debacle in the futuristic Devils old-folks home!
Hilarious post, ladies!
Oh noes! Poor Paulie! Poor Oduya! Although it could be much more ironically terrible. Oduya could sell his hair and Paulie his b-baller uni. I mean, Oduya doesn’t need the cookie tray anymore, and Paulie only wanted the ornaments to sell them for more Mr. Pibb.
Oh my god, Katebits, you’re so right! Deep down inside, our dysfunctional Devils really do have hearts of gold. Or hearts of Goldy ornament, as the case may be.
That was seriously the greatest thing I’ve ever read. :P I missed the Devils.
KG, I needed some time away from the boys, but four or five weeks (whatever it is now) is enough! I reread one of the game diaries we wrote at the beginning of the season and now I miss them so much! And the SCF aren’t even over yet!
KG, I’ve missed the Devils too! I didn’t think the day would ever come after this past season! I think we were both inspired when we self-indulgently read over some of our archives from the start of the season last night. It was like, “Oh right! Remember those days? When the team couldn’t win to save their lives but we still loved them?” Man, those were good times. But they’ll be back soon enough… only… um… *does the math* four more months. Three if we’re just counting till training camp. :P
This is so awesome! I love that letter from Travis to Mom and Dad. So sweet!
When I first saw this, it instantly reminded me of Robert Rodriguez, who is the director who’s all buddy-buddy with Tarantino. When his first film got bought, the studio paid him a per diem to put him up in all these swank hotels in LA and to eat at fancy restaurants. Rodriguez had been so broke that in order to pay for his movie, he literally sold his body to science for a month and a half. He promptly moved himself into a Best Western and ate at In-N-Out burger for two months while he finished redoing his film. Not only that, he asked the studio to pay him the difference of his per diem from what they would’ve spent for the swanky stuff versus what they were paying for him to eat junk food and live in a budget hotel. And you know what? They did! He was making like $3,000 a week off his per diem alone!
…Aaand that’s my story. Heh.
Awwwww. Travis is so adorkable! And Paulie and Oduya are such cutie pie life partners. And then rest of them are bang on. Heh.
The per diem is a very cool concept. I have been on very few business trips and the meal allowance always fascinates me. When I read it, I think it’s astronomical, but then when I’m too lazy to find a regular restaurant and end up ordering room service, I’m all whiny about how little I have to spend.
Ack three whole months? How are we going to survive?
I miss the Zach bashing the most. :(
And Caitlin, that’s actually a very good story.
The only time I’ve been on a business trip, I collected my gas receipts and submitted them, hoping to get my $24 back for driving to DC and back. The company then said, “No way, no how, you’re getting reimbursed at the federal gas rate so we’re sending you a check for $300.” I was like, “Uh… ohhhh-kaaaay…”
Caitlin, that’s funny about Robert Rodriguez! We have friends who work for the Federal government who make a killing the same way off the travel stipends and per diems. My employer just reimburses all reasonable travel expenses, so I don’t get to be all fascinated by how they set the daily rates. I know they have guidelines, but they don’t really enforce them. I bet Lou Lamoriello isn’t nearly so lax. Heh.
I think I’m especially in love with Travis now that I know he writes letters like that home, just like the hero of a silent film who moves from the country to the big city and struggles to find his way and win the heart of the winsome shopgirl he sees riding the trolleycar.
I can so see Travis in a silent film! Zach would be the perfect guy the winsome shopgirl is going with, the one who’s always so mean to Travis.
I miss the Zach bashing the most. :(
No worries! I’m SURE we’ll have plenty of opportunities to make fun of Zach this summer! It wouldn’t be IPB without the Zach mockery! :D
I have been on very few business trips and the meal allowance always fascinates me.
Ooh! I’ve never been on a business trip! I am envying your business trips, Patty!
The company then said, “No way, no how, you’re getting reimbursed at the federal gas rate so we’re sending you a check for $300.” I was like, “Uh… ohhhh-kaaaay…”
Hee! Well, that’s cool that they were like, “Nuh uh. We’re giving you more money, yo!” Even though you spent $24. That astonishes me.
“No worries! I’m SURE we’ll have plenty of opportunities to make fun of Zach this summer! It wouldn’t be IPB without the Zach mockery! :D”
Oh thank God! I have a reason to get out of bed again! :)
Zach would be the perfect guy the winsome shopgirl is going with, the one who’s always so mean to Travis.
You’re right. Zach would be the rich boyfriend who treats Travis like dirt, or assumes he’s the hired help. Finally, at the end of the movie, after Travis saves the winsome heroine from some terrible danger, she’ll recognize the situation for the way it really is, and she’ll spurn Zach in favor of Travis. And then Travis will return back to the family farm with his new, lovely bride. Aaaand… Heart wipe!
Travis would be darling in a silent film! He totally has the face for it. When he’s sitting at home he could twirl an acorn aimlessly as he day dreams about the beautiful shop girl.
His aimless twirling of the acorn will be so cute! And will totally win the audience over. There will be much hissing and booing from the darkened theater whenever Zach appears on screen.
There will be much hissing and booing from the darkened theater whenever Zach appears on screen.
Just like when he appears on IPB! :D (Zach, we kid because we love. Too much.)
alix, I can so clearly see Travis in pancake make-up sitting under a prop tree, twirling an acorn and making exaggeratedly happy-in-love faces!
And on that darling note, I need to go to bed. But I only have a half day tomorrow! Woo-hoo! Granted, that half day is goin to be mostly spent with the computer class from Hell, so wish me luck! Good night, everyone!
I’m also going to close up shop for the night. See y’all tomorrow!
Night, Ookies! Sweet dreams of Silent Film Travis.
There will be much hissing and booing from the darkened theater whenever Zach appears on screen.
…twirling his mustache.
Good night, Ookies!
This is so cute. Make up some stuff about the Sabres. Entertain me!!
And he wings a big handful of pennies at Travis’s head.
Thank goodness Travis has a harder head than Tim Connolly.
Thank goodness Travis has a harder head than Tim Connolly.
It would be a DISASTER if anyone winged ANYTHING at Timmy’s head. Not just pennies, you know? Paper clips. Straw wrappers. Styrofoam packing peanuts. Concussion City!
…twirling his mustache.
Don’t you mean “twirling his FAKE mustache”? I mean, this is Zach… :P
“twirling his FAKE mustache”
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Good morning, folks. How is everyone’s Friday going so far?
My Friday’s good, how’s yours, Meg?
Don’t you mean “twirling his FAKE mustache”? I mean, this is Zach… :P
I have an image of Zach twirling his fake mustache and it coming right off his face.
Very funny post, as usual, Ookies!
I’m a little misty this morning, ladies. Today was the Kid’s last Special Assembly Program in Elementary School. They had to dress as what they wanted to be when they grow up and sang the theme song from “Laverne and Shirley”. Yes, you read that right. It was pretty cute/dorkie. The Kid went as a NASA Engineer. Hubbie had a big time gather up props for her. His lab coat, safety glasses, mechanical pencils, clip board and graph paper. He was so proud!
Oh and looks like Monday will be THE DAY. The rumormill says they will be laying off 25 people then. That’s the majority of the tech department. Ugh.
So to cheer me up, I just listened to the podcast of Brenden Morrow’s appearance on the local sports radio show. I love his reactions to the dorkie guys. He is just way too cool.
Good morning, everyone! Myra, I think I’d be pretty misty if I was in your place this morning, too. That’s so cute about the Kid and Dave’s helping her with her “what I want to be when I grow up” costume!
I suppose knowing Monday is THE DAY makes for a totally not-fun weekend. I am SO sorry. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you guys — I really hope everything works out for you.
And shifting gears, Caitlin, Zach’s fake mustache would TOTALLY fall off, because he’s just not as good at wearing them as Jordy and Staffy. So not only does he lose the girl at the end of this particular silent film, he also has to live with knowing he’s a lesser man, in certain ways, than his brother and his brother’s BFF. So tragic, our very own Zach is. :P
Myra, that is so cute about The Kid! Aww, I hope she had fun! That is too, too adorable for words. And she wants to be a NASA engineer? Good on her! One of the best childhood memories I have was getting to go to Johnson Space Center, although I realized early on math/science just wasn’t my forte. :p
Zach’s fake mustache would TOTALLY fall off, because he’s just not as good at wearing them as Jordy and Staffy.
Heh! Boxworthy has to talk Zach out of supergluing his fake mustache on by telling Zach superglue causes permanent scarring.
Zach’s attempt to be villainous is like a slapstick routine.
So tragic, our very own Zach is.
It really is. Poor itty bitty Prince. :/
Hey, have you guys played We Love Katamari? You can dress your cousin up in different gear that you pick up as presents in the levels. It’s so addictive. It just made me think of that because I thought of what Jen’s cousin looks like versus my image of Parise as the itty bitty Prince.
I don’t think you can put a fake mustache on your Katamari cousin, though…
There are presents in the first Katamari, too! And GAZILLIONS of them in the third one. I will pick which Katamari I want to play based on which outfit I want Zach to be rolling in. I like the third one best because there are so many more options for him to wear. :D
I will pick which Katamari I want to play based on which outfit I want Zach to be rolling in. I like the third one best because there are so many more options for him to wear. :D
I like the giraffe hat! Now I have a mental image of Zach walking around humming the Katamari Damacy theme song while attempting to roll up sweets with a ginormous ball. The whole time he’s got a giraffe head stuck on his head and the rest of the Devils are like, “Uh…Zach?”
I love the giraffe hat! I also love the little red satchel. I have a hard time keeping straight which presents are in which game — I know I love the little racing pinny with the bunny ears and tail, and there’s a Vegas showgirl-style peacock tail in one of them. I also love the Mt. Fuji hat. It’s all just so extravagantly, joyfully cute! And yes, real-life Zach wears them all. I mean, of course he does!
Heh! Boxworthy has to talk Zach out of supergluing his fake mustache on by telling Zach superglue causes permanent scarring.
Zach’s attempt to be villainous is like a slapstick routine.
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Thank goodness for Boxworthy!
Yes, the Kid really is thinking along those lines. Hubbie’s cousin is a NASA engineer (PHD chemical engineering). There are at least 2 other PHD’s in chemistry/engineering fields in his family. Plus one cousin who dropped out of MIT to join a cult, I mean “religious movement”. The Kid loves science and does great in math. So we will see. They actually have a special program in our high school for girls who want to go into engineering. Pretty cool.
there’s a Vegas showgirl-style peacock tail in one of them.
That’s We Love Katamari! Hee! Jen’s cousin has that.
It’s all just so extravagantly, joyfully cute!
God bless those crazy Japanese video game developers, because if I’m not playing something crack-headed like Katamari, I’m playing something ultraviolent or shoot-y, like Devil May Cry. Heh.
There are at least 2 other PHD’s in chemistry/engineering fields in his family.
**jaw drops**
I feel so unaccomplished now.
I feel so unaccomplished now.
Hee! If it’s any help, I’m the only one in my immediate family without a graduate degree. (Well, not counting the black-sheep brother, but he hasn’t counted for years…) It’s not a parade of doctorates, but Dad had a law degree, Boomer’s got a Master’s in Modern European History (which she points out is no longer considered “modern”), KtG has a Master’s in some kind of international studies, and Pookie’s got a Master’s of Library Science. I started in a grad program to become a teacher, but dropped out. My grandmother has mentioned from time to time since then that she really hopes someday I’ll “go back to college”. The fact that I graduated from college seems to be beside the point, I guess. :P
Boomer’s uncle (who was like a grandfather to us) had a PhD in chemistry and worked for Dial for decades. He discovered after he retired that he’d been just three credits shy of getting a second PhD in mathematics and never even knew it. He was CRAZY smart. Boomer liked to tell us about when she was a kid, and Uncle Wally was famously reading the entire Encyclopedia Britannica.
Man, I haven’t even finished a bachelor’s! I feel dramatically underaccomplished now. :D
That is an AWFUL lot of degrees, Schnookie. Good. Lord. I am astounded. That’s like my father, who has a bachelor’s, a master’s and an unfinished doctorate in English, then went back to school in his fifties to get a second master’s degree in geographic sciences. My dad taught himself calculus all over again to finish his degreeI’m still in awe of that. I barely got algebra.
The fact that I graduated from college seems to be beside the point, I guess. :P
I’d be like, “Haven’t you noticed my degree from [Insert College Here]?” I’m sure your grandmother just wants the best for you, but you know. You did more than a lot of people have done!
Boomer liked to tell us about when she was a kid, and Uncle Wally was famously reading the entire Encyclopedia Britannica.
That is so crazy! But how cool to grow up around all those people who were educated to the extreme!
Hee! If it’s any help, I’m the only one in my immediate family without a graduate degree.
Dave’s dad and a couple of us in-laws are the only ones who don’t have at least a masters, just our measly BBAs. There are a couple of PhD’s in religion, one in Agronomy (I didn’t even know what that was), a couple of attorneys and a plethora of masters in all sorts of things. His grandmother was huge on education and they are all scary, scary smart.
On the flip side, my sister and I are the only ones with a college degree out of the 27 grandkids from both sides of our family.
I always feel like I missed out on a sense of accomplishment for graduating from college, coming from a family like mine. Our grandfather put himself through law school during the Depression, our grandmother went back to school to finish her BA in the ’50s when her kids were grown, all my cousins have at least undergrad degrees… Basically, getting a college degree is just assumed in my family, just like graduating from high school. When my friends at school were getting increasingly excited as our graduation date crept closer, I was just like, “Meh.” Now I wish I had treated my graduation as more of something to be proud of. :D
(All of that said, I’ll mention that our black-sheep brother dropped out of high school before finishing grade 10. I’ve heard rumors that he’s gotten his GED recently, but with him, I never believe anything I hear.)
Holy crap! I realized recently that I hadn’t been sent any bills for co-pays on my gall bladder surgery from last September, so I figured I should call the hospital to find out what the deal was. The same hospital had, ten years ago, neglected to send a bill for something to Pookie, and, without her knowledge, turned it over to collections, so I figured it would behoove me to follow up on this. It turns out my insurance covered the entire thing in full! I can’t believe it! I want to hug my employer for giving me such awesome health coverage! WOOOOOOO!!!!
And that’s my story. I just had to share.
My grandmother has mentioned from time to time since then that she really hopes someday I’ll “go back to college”. The fact that I graduated from college seems to be beside the point, I guess. :P
It is a source of pain to my paternal grandmother that I’m not going to graduate school, “just for the sake of learning,” despite the fact that it’s not necessary in the business I’m in.
My family is also one of those where a college degree is just assumed. I doubt it ever occured to my parents that we wouldn’t go to college . . . it certainly didn’t occur to my sister or me.
And that’s my story. I just had to share.
That’s awesome, how exciting!
I doubt it ever occured to my parents that we wouldn’t go to college . . . it certainly didn’t occur to my sister or me.
Yeah, NOT going to college never really presented itself as an option to me. Of course, seeing the career path I’ve taken, I could have just skipped it all… :D
Basically, getting a college degree is just assumed in my family, just like graduating from high school.
We were the same way. And we have no idea how our parents did that. I don’t remember them ever telling us we had to go, I just figured everybody did.
I was pretty happy with graduation, but I probably should have taken my course selection more seriously. My degree plan left me with LOTS of electives.
I have my fingers crossed for you and your husband, Myra!
And how adorable that the Kid dressed as NASA Engineer. (Very cool choice, too.)
My family is also one of those where a college degree is just assumed.
Same here. In my family, whether you’re on the two-year plan or four-year plan after high school, you’re still getting a college degree.
Well, it’s a Summer Friday, so I’m outta here, off to meet Pookie for lunch! See y’all later, and if I miss any of you, have a great weekend!
I think my sister and I were lucky to grow up in the community we did. It was a small German-Norwegian town where education was very prized. Even had a small Lutheran college there for years. Anyway, even though it was primarily a farm town, we were all strongly encouraged to go to college. As a result, over half my class of 60 now have at least a Bachelor’s degree. That is almost unheard of in most of the other small towns around here.
And that is my story….
Has anyone else been reading the TSN NHL Draft combine blog? It is heee-sterical. One prospect, Zac Dalpe was described as having “good lower body explosion”.
Hee! Thanks for the heads up, Morgan. That was quite unintentionally funny. I needed a laugh after watching a bunch of Luc Bourdon tributes. But I’m kind of bummed Colin Wilson is performing like such a stud. He’ll probably move up. I wanted the Canucks to take him 10th overall.
Late, but bye Schnookie!
Yeah, in my family, college is expected, but here in Texas they took all the caps off tuition. Tuition keeps rising, and according to the federal government, I have to count my parents’ income on my FAFSA until I’m 24. That means that it grossly inflates my total “income” number, which means I get told I qualify for unsubsidized Stafford loans and that’s it.
Needless to say, I’m seriously looking forward to turning 24 so I can refile my FAFSA without that. Heh.
Thanks for those scintillating CBA highlights. It’s like the Coles notes version. Now I feel like I’m not missing out *too* much by not having read (or paid that much attention) to the CBA.
Icing, so glad we could help out! :D
Hey, is anyone else here watching the Spelling Bee?
There’s a bee that can spell??!!?? Where?! YouTube?
I’m sorry. I couldn’t resist.
The bee’s spelling repertoire is very limited. It pretty much just spells “Zzzzz”, and longer and shorter iterations thereof.
And you’re welcome, Icing, for the CBA help. We really have distilled it down to it’s essence here; the rest is just window-dressing.
I got a birthday card with a bee on the front. Inside it said “Have a Ha-bee Birthday”. So perhaps bees make up for their limited spelling repetoire with a quippy (yeah, right, that’s a word) sense of humour.
I bet bees are all really humorless, and are like, “Yeah, I’ve heard that a million times” every time someone makes a bee pun. (Yes, “quippy” is so the right word. :P)
Maybe that’s why they sting people. They’re so damn tired of all the bee puns.
I was digging the spelling bee earlier. I would have been schooled.
I think you’re onto something, alix. They’re like, “Quit it with the bee puns, and quit it with making fun of the black and yellow stripes. Yeah. WE KNOW. Let’s all just move on, okay?”
Dude, these spelling bee kids would eat me alive. (We waffled on whether to diarize it again this year, and decided it’s kind of the same thing every year, so it wouldn’t be funny twice. We were wrong. I’m so sorry we opted not to write about this.)
Oh gosh. It would have made my year if you had live blogged it. I just landed on it by accident and was totally riveted. It’s sooo unintentionally funny.
I totally figured another diary would just be exactly like last year’s. I mean, how many new and creative ways can you make fun of nerdlingers? But what I’m discovering is that there are INFINITE ways to make fun of nerdlingers!
Yeah, I can see why you thought that initially. Ahhh nerdlingers. So satisfying.
I can kid the nerdlingers because I was never cool enough to be in their in-crowd. :P
HA HA! Exactly. I wasn’t smart enough :P
Well, my failures STARTED with not being smart enough, but I was also SO uncool even the spelling-bee types wouldn’t be caught dead hanging out with me. :P
Psssh. You’re plenty cool. You just didn’t luck out by going to school with Zach and Paulie and Travis. :D
So according to ESPN, some team called the Devlis, who just so happen to play in New Jersey were our Devils do too, have signed some d-man from Finland. Anssi Salmela… He’s… kind of attractive.
I hear this d-man is 5’9″, scoring d-man, undrafted out of the Finnish League… So in eight years we can expect to see him hoisting the Cup in Detroit! Seriously, though, I love that we’ve got a guy who I can say “I’ve got ants in pants to see Anssi score a goal!”
I’d read about the Salmela signing. I obviously don’t know anything about how he looks, but from what Gulitti said about him, he sounds like a new Rafalski. Andy Greene is probably like, “*Loosens collar nervously*”
“I’ve got ants in pants to see Anssi score a goal!”
When Doc uses that on a telecast, you can use that as a sign that he reads IPB.
Let’s go Pens! Woo!
*psst* Patty, there’s a new thread! I was just a tad bit late putting it up. Sorry!
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