People live to drive somewhere and eat gravy.

Is that what yer trying to say, there, ya damn dotty old broad?

SHUT THE HAIL UP and bring us some back bacon and peanut butter sammiches and another case of Molson, DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMIT

And more pierogies with beacon.

How do your stoopid Canucks continually fall ass first into piles of big money, is what I want to know. None of ya work for a living. Yet you all seem to be stinkin rich. Or at least stinkin.