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| photo: The Canadian Press, Jeff McIntosh |
To the old lady who took way, way too long to order her coffee in line in front of me, I simply smiled and thought, "Jarome Iginla, baby. It's cool."
To the wanker who cut me off in traffic, I simply waved and mouthed, "Dude, the Pens got Iginla!"
When the spot I wanted to eat lunch was closed, I just walked on to another destination, thinking, "Jarome Freaking Iginla."
