Guys On Ice: Down at the Denny’s

***Welcome to the Pittsburgh Denny’s Chat Room ! ***

Staalboy_11:Why do we hang out at Denny’s so much? Denny’s is a craptastic restaurant!
Sidney_not_Kidney: It’s cheap, nobody expects us in a Denny’s, and Geno seems to like it here.
Malk_Man: Elizabeth?
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: Ever since he  read that stupid story on the Internet, he’s been nuts for Denny’s!

***Denny’s_Waitress has entered the chatroom!***
Denny’s_Waitress: OK, are you ready to order?
Sidney_not_Kidney: Just get me the usual.
Denny’s_Waitress: So…two pieces of white toast, some tomato slices and a glass of water for dipping?
Sidney_not_Kidney: You got it!
Staalboy_11:I’ll have a grand Slam with bacon, and could I get more bacon in place of hash browns? and…a small plate of extra bacon? And a dish of bacon grease to put on the toast?
Denny’s_Waitress: O…kay
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: I’d like French toast and whipped cream and sprinkles!
Denny’s_Waitress: You guys are weird.
Malk_Man: Borscht!
Denny’s_Waitress: But we don’t have borscht here.
Malk_Man: Borscht!
Staalboy_11:He’ll have what I’m having, only hold the bacon grease…and with a tomato juice.
Malk_Man: Elizabeth?
Sidney_not_Kidney:Just get us some coffee in the meantime.
***Denny’s_Waitress has left the chatroom!***

Sidney_not_Kidney: OK guys, I know the team is under a whole lot of pressure right now, but we can pull through.We just gotta keep our heads up. I mean, look at Fleury–he never stops smiling, no matter how terrible the game is!
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: That’s not me being happy. My teeth are too big for my mouth.
Staalboy_11:I know, Fleur. Who was your dad, Mr. Ed?
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: Stop it!
Staalboy_11:See, Geno, it’s funny because it means his mom had sex with a horse.
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: Tabernak! Stop talking about my mom like that!
Sidney_not_Kidney: Aw, crap! Zetterberg and Osgood just came in the door!
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: Really? Can we say hi and show them our “mad dog faces?”
Malk_Man: Like, What What What What What What?
Sidney_not_Kidney: NO! Don’t look, you guys, keep your heads down, don’t look, don’t look! I don’t think they can see us, but don’t look.

***Staalboy_11’s phone rings***
Staalboy_11: Hello?
STAAL-E: Red Wings rule!
Staalboy_11: OH Shaddup, Eric! Seriously!
STAAL-E: Dude…you suck.
Staalboy_11: Oh whatever!
STAAL-E: Oh, I can’t hear you! I think my Stanley Cup ring is breaking up the reception. I gotta go party with hot ladies and yell at cars. Laters!
Staalboy_11: JERK!
*** Nobody_Does_it_Zetter and Wizard_of_Osgood have entered the chatroom! ***
Nobody_Does_it_Zetter: Well ! Chris Osgood, while you look at who happens to be in this eating establishment?
Wizard_of_Osgood: Yes, Henrik Zetterberg. It seems that they are part of the Pittsburgh Penguins squad.
Staalboy_11: It’s funny to see you guys here. Aren’t you guys way too classy for a place like this?
Sidney_not_Kidney: Osgood. Zetterberg. I never thought I’d see you in a Denny’s.
Nobody_Does_it_Zetter: We were looking for a library and we lost our way.
Wizard_of_Osgood: And, we were in need of more protein shakes.
Sidney_not_Kidney: Then why are you in this Denny’s?
Malk_Man: Do you know Elisabeth?
Nobody_Does_it_Zetter: Besides, we have nothing against you personally, as people. Our differences melt as soon
as we are off the ice.
Wizard_of_Osgood: For example, how could anyone not like Fleury and his big smile?
 Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: Why do people keep making fun of my teeth?
Staalboy_11:Well, I don’t think you’ll find protein shakes or anything here. The library is…uh…over there. Somewhere.
Sidney_not_Kidney: Yeah, it’s somewhere far away over in that direction. You should go there RIGHT NOW before it closes.
Nobody_Does_it_Zetter: Thank you ever so much!
Wizard_of_Osgood: But what of our protein shakes?
Fleury_Avec_Sprinkles: There are no protein shakes.
*** Nobody_Does_it_Zetter and Wizard_of_Osgood have left the chat room! ***
Staalboy_11: Did I ever tell you guys about the time I got my hand glued to my–?
Sidney_not_Kidney: YES. Many times. We don’t need to hear that one again.