Thursday, August 7, 2008

Shit Canned Stories, The Series, Pt. 2: Vage Stylee

Straight from the Notorious V.A.G.E.

Mornin’ Betches,

I too have been on the piss for the past five days. A synopsis;

Wednesday, drinking and BBQing with my dad in Burlington

Thursday, drinking and gardening with Lisa and my mom in Burlington. Evening activities, ice cream at Marble Slab in Oakville. Tasty. Also, first three episodes of Generation Kill. Amazing! Best line: (to Iraqi in dashiki thing): “Hey buddy, it’s ten in the morning, don’t think you it’s time you changed out of your pajamas?”

Friday, drinking on balcony with alcoholic buddies from the Sault, drinking at coke party on deck above circa with Hells Angels and downtown bar staff delinquents, eating roti at Alberts

Saturday, skateboarding, drinking and BBQing in Don Mills, watching the Great Outdoors and drinking, drinking at the Tap with coked out alcoholics from Sault, drinking and watching coked out strippers at the House of Lancaster

Sunday, hanging out with Snyders and drinking, drinking at punk rock show.

Monday, recovering

Today, still recovering.

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