so when fil went to the bathroom on the train i say oh let’s do something wacky like, not be here when he comes out and so because we are hyper and immature and drinking we do it and we start giggling like mental and fil comes out and gives us the majorest dirty look ever through the window of the other train car and he has on bunny ears and that pirate toque and decides for the sake of pride or something he has to stay in his spot over there and we are like ok which one of us is gonna go and smooth it over and since i am the sucky nancy boy all the time i go over and say all this sweet pussy shit and he still won’t budge and then steve goes over and takes off his pants and me and aimee stay in the other car drinking and discussing deep heavy shit and then we are at union station and i am like dood i am totally going to CRAP!

and then we meet up with fil’s grandparents on the subway and when aimee was standing up taking this foto some guy steals her seat and i start laughing at her as loud as i can.

then we go to this yuppiescum hang out and aimee accidentally knocks beer to the floor and a piddle of it gets on this loser’s leather jacket. oh no. and he makes a big fuss over it and i scream yo aimee forget about it leave it all over the floor, not realising it had got on his jacket.

then on the roofpatiosmokingplace we scream DIE YUCKY CUM which means yuppie scum.

and then fil burns his finger on those heater things and his ears almost set on fire and we get all the yucky cum to sing happy birthday at him with us and i am like yo this is like oakvegas but ten times meaner/annoying because there are even more of these people hanging around.

like fuck, nyc use to be the uptight mean place, but it’s not, it’s totally toronto and these people have no right to be this way. they don’t even get out of your way when you are like excuse me, all polite, but when you are EXCUSE ME in the rudest snob tone you can muster, they move and smile at you and say sorry and then you are YOU BETTER BE FUCKER they are all turned on by it.

fucking bay street fuck. and the four girls who think they are in sex in the city. just looking at you makes me sleepy.

every single person on the smokepatio was wearing spectacles.

um hello it’s friday nite in yorkville what is this a library?

then i shoved aimee into the men’s bathroom after fil and she was taking her pants off to moon him and then i held the door open for 5 boring sweater guys and me and steve are like RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW totally DOOD and other stupid crap i can’t wait ’til we are kicked out of this house of boredom but as hard as we tried it just wouldn’t happen.

so we left on our own accord and fil was getting annoyed a bit which made us up the ante and we are at the church for the show and sitting in pews trying to take pictures but we’re all sloshed and some fat girl tried to tell off fil about his obnoxious bunny ears in her way and he’s like shut up hussy i’ll take them off when the show starts, man!

me aimee steve fell asleep during most of the show.

aimee cried ‘cos she was all moved.

i went to use the bathroom and asked if i could slip out for a smoke but the dude was all universal soldier styles and official like the place is under attack and says that i am not allowed so i gave a bunch of attitude vibes and went back to the pews.

during the cabride back aimee and i started fighting with each other finally and i don’t remember about what and everyone was annoyed and tired and cold and chainsmoking and that’s the basics, right there.