Wow Canada!
Wow it was almost 8 months ago when I stepped off that plane into a puddle of maple syrup; it was the rainy season. I dabbed my face with a pancake and wiped it all off. I remember my first moose ride, which I took from the airport to the DOWNtown. We hadn't been in the great glass elevator for long before a giant raven scooped us up and took us soaring over The Rockies. To Texas. It felt really good there, less glass, bigger moose, burgers, coffee, burgers, coffee, burgers, coffee, donuts, donuts, donuts. It was a bit cold though so my new best friend G.B. helped out. He took me out to some of his favourite lakes beside some pines and caught me a few beavers. Naturally, I saved the tails to have as a sugary cinnamon snack at a later time, then promptly turned the rest of the pelts into velvet hats, fur coats and mittens (you would be impressed with my new fashions, I think they would be very popular in Europe). G.B. was good like that, except he was a bear, so he didn't know how to get into the trash cans. I helped him out in return though, I got him some salmon the Safeway. I went to a Superstore which is a good place to Save-on-Foods, especially if you don't live in the burbs near the city Wall with a cheap Mart.
After surviving the indoor season my sister Eeemer (who spends all day sitting at a disk), myself, my friend Brit (as in not Britney), my other friend Justin and my other friend Justin and a friend of his called Justin are looking forward to evenings sitting outside on the dick drinking some bears before going to beard. In our dreams we will be winning hockey and we will be rolling up coffee cups to win cars, all our friends will be winning hockey but will win nothing at roll-up-the-rim, no other teams will be winning hockey, especially not the Flames. Sometimes there will be nightmares of minus 40 and the Americans winning Hockey. In any case, the squirrels will come out of hibernation, the humans will come back from Mexico, together we will scamper about chasing after acorns (yes, that was deep) and before long it will be the rainy season again. Mmmm the rainy season.
After surviving the indoor season my sister Eeemer (who spends all day sitting at a disk), myself, my friend Brit (as in not Britney), my other friend Justin and my other friend Justin and a friend of his called Justin are looking forward to evenings sitting outside on the dick drinking some bears before going to beard. In our dreams we will be winning hockey and we will be rolling up coffee cups to win cars, all our friends will be winning hockey but will win nothing at roll-up-the-rim, no other teams will be winning hockey, especially not the Flames. Sometimes there will be nightmares of minus 40 and the Americans winning Hockey. In any case, the squirrels will come out of hibernation, the humans will come back from Mexico, together we will scamper about chasing after acorns (yes, that was deep) and before long it will be the rainy season again. Mmmm the rainy season.