Smooth like a leather bop, ’83 hip-hop

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sunday was a jays game, fil went on ahead of me to meet the kids at the ghetto bar, the donut bar, country style break your heart bar in union station. i was not feeling fly at all why am i talking like this right now? it was too early for me to start pounding beers on top of my PERIOD and the heat and slight wine hangover.

pitt, rad, and marek, we got nosebleeds hence well you guys know the deal.

there was a hello kitty explosion family beneath us, another little kid had his own ds and i swear he couldn’t have been more than 2, if that!

being high up, hung, and period/sun and claustrophobic did not blend, i left during the second inning, yeah i know how lame am i.

they went to steamwhistle for complimentary beers then to the harbourfront while i watched just friends and waited for my dad and brother to arrive with my junk bikes, then i ordered chinese food and demanded fil come home and pay me attention, then pitt and jeff call totally blasted and say we have to meet them at pourhouse AS A FAVOUR. fil was wicked drunk too. it was interesting being sober and watching these fools.

pitt is no longer allowed to attend sunday afternoon baseball games hahahahahhaha.

we passed him a brochure for the hippo tour bus ride and in his inebriated state thought we were fucking with him like i had sought out a spoof pamphlet. oh pitt.

this is bullshit.

there was a minor dispute over boxing vs. tae kwon do.

yesterday.