Thread:Shanethefilmmaker/@comment-397235-20141019020837

So a friend of mine and I went to a college hockey game last night, and as we usually do, we got a copy of the roster so we could make fun of the other team's names (and so I could keep track of who's who on our team).

One player for the visitors didn't have a number, a position, or even what year of college he was in. My friend pointed this out, to which I replied "He's the Extra. We have to kill him. Otherwise, he'll kill us all."

Now, my friend doesn't remember this conversation, and I can't for the life of me remember this guy's name, but every muscle in my body is sore now and I can't help shaking the feeling I did something terrible last night... 