tom-wilson:

What she says: I’m fine.

What she means: It’s dead. It’s finally dead. No one can ever make that fucking “Gimme an Alex Ovechkin to drink, it’s a White Russian without a cup.” No fucking Yinzer bar can have a sign with a “Went to Ovi’s house to party but there weren’t any cups.” YOU FUCKERS CAN’T EVER SAY IT ANY MORE. IT’S DEAD, KILLED IN GLORIOUS FASHION. NOW POUR ME AN ALEX OVECHKIN– A WHITE RUSSIAN SERVED IN A BIG SILVER CUP, RIMMED WITH SALTY TEARS AND FINISHED WITH A DON CHERRY.