Or at the very least, the sexiest year in human history. In the year 2017, there’s really no need for actual physical calendars anymore. The same way there’s really no need for actual physical watches anymore. The date and time are on your cell phone and that should be on you at all times or else you’re a freak. So how do you take something that is virtually obsolete and all of a sudden make it a Must-Have in every household across the world? Simple. Throw the fucking legend himself on the cover, January
Looks like there’s some pain behind those eyes, Jags. Let’s talk about it.
Chances there’s an 18 year old smoke just outside the frame here? One hundo p.
There’s 4 full months left of 2016. But I don’t think anyone would mind if we just forego those 122 days so that we could get to 2017 already and get our healthy dosage of some sweet sweet Jags.
Get you a man who can do both.
Is it weird that I’m more jealous of the sloot that one thousand percent definitely banged Jagr here than I’m jealous of him?
P.S. – No idea where to put this but I had to include this quick Jagr story in the blog somehow.
Everybody knows that I hate the Penguins as much as Colin Kaepernick hates America. But that’s pretty bad ass.