Mama Chiles Would Not Be Happy

So, the Big Bro and I have been playing some hockey of late. Fortunately, the leagues we play in are full of titfuckers so we've pretty much stayed injury free. The one problem though is that when you lace 'em up in the SpringTime you tend to perspire like Star Jones on a safari. And then, if your the type of cat who's pretty much devoid of personal hygiene, you end up having this happen on a Saturday morning:

Scene: JC walks out of locker room and past a mother who must've brought one of her kids for a puck shoot. JC's bag is with him, he's been robbed before so he doesn't leave it behind, and apparently the mother catches a whiff of him and the bag. Big Bro Chiles is about ten paces behind. Big Bro is about to pass mother and hears ...

Disgusted Human Being: Jesus, that guy should really consider cleaning his stuff in an industrial washing machine.

The Big Bro: *Doubles over in laughter.*

JC (upon being told): *Urinates all over himself.*

Perhaps I'll make a purchase. Sounds like I should.

Comments

[Killer Marine]

Stinkin' mofo.

[Dolen]

LOL!!

[howard in nyc]

jackie chiles wrote: "apparently the mother catches a whiff of him and the bag"

i would not bet on the bag.

[Mom Chiles]

Would be downright disappointed.

[Jack Klompus]

Holy shit, does that bottle really say "The Pink Stink Killer" (with, I believe, a trademark symbol after it)? Yeah, better trademark that before Summer's Eve takes it. Maybe, though, it has multiple uses. That could explain the French translations all over the product. Perhaps they could load a bunch of HockeyBag aka The Pink Stink Killer into a cropduster and fly it over Paris.

[Cozmo]

Hockeybagstink is definately one of the downsides of playing the game. The problem is, unlike the pros, you don't have a hot room to dry your shit out, instead it just goes into the bag where it festers like industrial waste. Either way, it's right gross.

I'm glad you are sticking with the stick even after your ignonomious rib cracking incident in March.