Simon Svienson :
My name is happy Gilmore, ever since I was old enough to skate I loooved hockey, wasn’t really the biggest skate tho. But that didn’t stop my dad from learning me the greatest slapshot. My dad worshipped hockey my mom didn’t that’s why she moved to Egypt where there’s not a hockey rink within 1500 miles. Dad always took me to games to cheer for our favourite player terry o Reilly. The Tasmanian devil Wasn’t really the biggest guy in the league but he feared nobody, just, like, me. And some fella he said I could be anything I wanted to be in life but I didn’t wanna be anything but a hockey player. Yah my child hood was going great but life is all full of surprises “AHHHH” After the funeral I was sent to live with my grandma in waterberry. I was kinda nervous since I didn’t really know her that well. But she dressed as gene Simmons from kiss to cheer me up, she’s the sweetest person in the world. After my dad died I kinda developed short fuse, you see that kid right there just took my party blower and instead of asking for it back I felt o had to belt him a bunch of times with a hammer, look at me go. Buuut most of the times I was quick enough to say sorry. During highschool I played junior hockey and still hold 2 league records, most time spent in a penalty box and I was the only guy to take of his skate to try and stab somebody. After I graduated I had a lot of different jobs, I was a road worker a janitor a secruity gaurd, a gas station attended and a plumber, lately I’ve been working construction not a bad racket I’ve got a pretty good shot with a nail gun, but uh one day my boss Mr. Larson got in the way. Apparently he also has a short fuse look at that monster. He got a few lucky punches in there but I still feel like I won the fight anyways those jobs weren’t for me, I was put in this planet for 1 reason, to plaaay hockey.
2025-07-31 17:48:04