Never mind the fact that its August, hockey and the NHL are still in my subconscious.
Last night I had a dream that Washinton Ovechkins', Mike Green was my boyfriend. We just started going out and I still felt weird when I kissed him. I was freaking out inside about how long would we last. I kept thinking "in a year will we still be together?"
When I woke up and just kept asking myself, why Mike Green? I mean he's, aight but he's no Brooks Laich, hubba hubba.
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