This is where Mario Lemieux lives. He hosted a Stanley Cup party a week back or so.
The Cup even took a dip.
This is Adriana Lima in happier, more carefree, pre-marriage days. She did not go to the party.
And this is Adriana since she took up with that NBA guy instead of a dumpy, dopey, pathetic Irish guy:
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If Mario wants to adopt me…
I am very serious about this, I made a copy of and saved that bottom photo. I swear, from the "I am totally miserable and I hate my life" expression, to the curlers, to the cigarette sticking out of the fingers, to the very exact hand on the face placement, this is exactly how I remember my mother sitting at the kitchen counter on her kitchen stool or my mother sitting on the third to the last basement step during what seemed to be her never-ending 38 years of marriage. This is no joke, that picture is just uncanny.
Pat, I just don't know how to repay you. Thanks a lot, buddy. Now maybe I'll have to send you the bills for my shrink.