Idont get that either.....

Lobster Boy,

Hearty congratulations on the impending delivery of your little lobster girl! That is such great news.

While we're on the topic of lobster conception, I've taken the liberty to post a telling lobster fact that I retrived from http://www.gan.ca/en/exceptional/lobster.htm. It has helped me to understand your type a litte better.

A female lobster can mate only just after she sheds her shell. Lobster society has evolved a complex, touching courtship ritual that protects the female when she is most vulnerable. When she is ready to molt, the female lobster approaches a male's den and wafts a sex "perfume" called a pheromone in his direction. Unlike a female moth, whose sex pheromone may attract dozens of random suitors, the female lobster does the choosing. She usually seeks out the largest male in the neighborhood and stands outside his den, releasing her scent. He emerges from his den with his claws raised aggressively. She responds with a brief boxing match or by turning away. Either attitude seems to work to curb the male's aggression. The female raises her claws and places them on his head to let him know she is ready to mate. They enter the den, and some time after, from a few hours to several days later, the female molts. At this point the male could mate with her or eat her, but he invariably does the noble thing. He gently turns her limp body over onto her back with his walking legs and his mouth parts, being careful not to tear her soft flesh. They mate "with a poignant gentleness that is almost human, " observes Dr. Atema. She stays in the safety of his den for about a week until her new shell hardens. By then the attraction has passed, and the couple part with hardly a backward glance.

Go Lobster Boy Go!

Still dont get it......

Penile tumors come in all shapes and sizes

What do you mean you do not get it Billy! Where the hell have you been Ottoman or should I say Mr. Lazyboy I am on vacation. If you are not retired get your booty out on the court. I need to score some goals.

I dont get it.

The new poster for "Stuck On You II" by the Farrelly Brothers was a strange sight for the roadhockey website.

Lobster, good luck with the, uh, spawning? what the hell do lobsters do anyways?

As far as my retirement is concerned, I believe that announcement is a bit premature.

Billy, Billy, Billy.

Try again.

Here's a hint:

Move away from the "alternative lifestyle" references and you may be drinking some gatorade.

Good luck Lobster with baby Lobstergirl. Isn't it time you started training baby Lobsterboy to inherit your place on the court?

Baby lobstergirl being delivered in the tank on dec 21, will be gone for a while. This crustacean will miss you lowlifes...

I got it!"Not now wink were in public"

I love Wendel's.

I hate Billy's.

How about, "Winkian blast sends One flying".

How about,"Who's team are they really on?"

Wink,

That's pretty solid. What flavor of gatorade do you like?

OK...Paul One...

How about,"After what just happened, Paul, does this mean that I'm related to Lobsterboy, too?"

Wink,

Under oath you can say that you never laid a hand on me, but, photographic evidence suggests you used your most valuable ASSet.

Roadsters:

I'm launching a little contest. Write a humorous Wink caption to the photo. Winner gets a free bottle of Gatorade at the next game, courtesy of me.

Sorry for what? It's hockey, kill em!!!

Most of all, I'm sorry to Billy Idol for being so sorry.

Sorry Wendel.

What a love-fest out there today. Between Wink's hugs, Legend's arm-grabs and body-checks, and Elvis' overall physical chumminess, I don't think I've ever felt so loved. Dunno why I got so much attention but hey it opened up lots of room for teammates far better than I so I was happy to take the love.

Thanks to both Nibs and Billy Idol for strapping to save the game.

Sorry Paul One.