hello, lovely

Dear Dallas Stars,

Please learn how to play hockey again. I know you used to know how, or you wouldn’t be the #2 Seed.

Love always,
Manda

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Dear Mr. Turco,

Please remove your head from your ass. Those hard, black discs? That are flying at you really fast? Yeah, they’re called PUCKS, and you won’t find them up there.

Sincerely,
Manda

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Dear Mr. Theodore,

THANK YOU!! For letting that goal those two four goals fly past you. Keep doing that, and I’ll be your best friend.

Yours truly,
Manda

P.S.: You‘re hot suck.
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Dear Dallas Stars,

I hate that you are going into overtime tonight, because it’s kind of late, and I need to wake up in the morning. Please score a goal soon, so I can happily go to sleep tonight. Also, if you had to do an OT game, WHY didn’t you go into OT when I was actually AT! the game?

I still love you.

Yours always,
Manda

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DEAR DALLAS STARS,

IO$&#()*&@OIHFIH#*&#YUB@(P*G*U#IPY@YU@#HT*U#(UHNFI#UH#(@*$(*#&(%730957309753904875904htoirg

YOU SUCK.

But I still love you.

Love,
Manda

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Dear Colorado Avalanche,

hate. Hate. HATE. HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE.

Eff You,
Manda

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Dear Marty,

I hope you call in sick on Wednesday, and Johan is up for the job.

Manda

PS. Doesn’t Johan Hedberg kinda remind you of Nolan? *lol*
PPS. GRRRRRR.

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Dear Mr. Hedberg,

If you get to play against the Avs, you better learn how to play. I checked your stats, and you don’t fare well against them.

<3
Manda

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