Our pal Sandra over there at Over Here says someone was looking for me at some mucky-muck book reading in Toronto. I was last in Toronto in 1998 to visit my brother for Christmas. We played video games and had frozen turkey pies and peas for dinner. On a lark we promised to meet again in 8 years time, at the first book-reading given in the south-south-east sector of the city in November of 2006 - as you do - but I didn't think he was fucking serious. Oh well, he'll get over it.
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Did I enjoy myself too much last night, or is your blog moving?
Shit, that's smart.
Yeah, that dude was asking everyone if they were Joe. He seemed pissed.
I like when Sandra uses the naughty words.
And also, your moving blog should come with a warning not to read when drunk.
I also like when Sandra uses the sailor lingo.
I made them scroll opposite directions so they cancel out.
hate to be picky but Danfoth ave is not in the south-south-east of the city.
you could always tell him he was at the wrong one.
shit Danforth, really? I didn't even notice that
my brother actually lived on Danforth when I visited -pretty sure.
Shite. Arse. Feck.
Sorry, I lapsed into Fr Jack for a minute.
I meant words like "avast" and "landluber" and "boat" - why are you swearing at me?
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