Summer of ‘69 (give or take 30 years)
As you may or may not know, I am a person that likes to reflect on the past. I say fuck the future, the past ruled. If I could, I would go back into the past to the very summer I am going to talk about in this blog. So much tomfoolery, so little time.
So my best friend at the time, Craig, was literally my next door neighbour (yes we tried the whole aluminum can and string telephone… don’t even get me started on that piece of tripe). Just try to imagine the hilarity that ensued.
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You know internet, you’re not a bad guy…you’re not.
Too often these days people rely on foul language to express their emotions. When in pain, when angry, or even when someone is just trying to get their point across.
I’m going to describe to you a situation I was witness to today on my drive into work.
I made sure I had $1.75CAD in change tonight when I came to work because I know that is how much a 561ml pop costs from the vending machine. So you can be sure I was pretty pissed off when I get to the pop machine to find the price has been raised to $1.85. Hmm… why is it that every year the price of a bottle of pop goes up if its still “the same great taste”? Its because my hard earned money is going to pay freakin Beonce $20 million to hold a Pepsi between her bootylicious ass cheeks in a 30 second waste of everyone’s life. I wish we could get Royal Crown cola in Canada cause if we could I’d drink it, then piss in the can and make those pop suits take my Pepsi challenge.
There’s nothing I love more than spending some quality time with my family, making a gingerbread house. The christmas season is upon us, and since gingerbread was Jesus’ main snack of choice, in the past we have celebrated his birth by creating a manger out of the tasty treat.
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