“$250 for a meet and greet? You better get to suck their dick or something”

— my mom (via ecartum)

“while you were sitting in the back seat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, i was falling deep, deep in love with you, and i never told you till just now.”

— edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros, home (via larmoyante)

Toews: Can I tell the Toronto story?

Kane: [Laughs] That’s the one I don’t want you to bring up.

Toews: C’mon! It’s funny … now. We were just getting to know each other. It’s the night before one of our first game in Canada as rookies. We’re in Toronto,- and the game’s going to be on “Hockey Night in Canada,” so I’m in bed early. Probably 10 o’clock. I’m nervous thinking about the game, but you’re out having a late dinner or whatever. You come in and start causing a ruckus. Doors slam. People are in the hallway. Five minutes after you lay down, you’re passed out and snoring. Now I’m awake, absolutely livid. My blood is just pumping as I lie there awake. Another hour goes by and I can’t sleep. It’s maybe 1 o’clock in the morning. You’re still snoring. I get up and start punching your bed. You wake up and start hitting me with a pillow. I don’t know if you remember that.

Kane: Oh, I remember.

Toews: We were so mad at each other that we were going to fight right there in the middle of the night.

Kane: You were so pissed the next morning. Stormed out of the room.

Toews: I felt like s—- after a sleepless night.

Kane: Remember what happened in the game? We were down 3-1 or something, but came back and won 6-4. After the game, you were still pissed off. You said, “Thanks for ruining my game on Hockey Night in Canada.”

Toews: No way I said that.

Kane: I was like, “C’mon.”

Toews: I never said that.

Kane: Yeah, you did. For sure.

Toews: Not a chance. You had two points, for god sakes! Lit it up. Led the comeback. I just sat on the bench. Steaming.

Kane: Still steaming from the night before.



Kane and Toews Face Off (12/10/13)