Hockey, Hockey, Hockey




I remain in Ontario. The rumour being spread far and wide I am told, that I have lost two limbs to frostbite is groundless. I have in fact lost three limbs to frostbite. I can still handle a phone, put together election signs (a little slower than I could last year) and get around faster than Rob Ford if he'd dipped into his brother's stash though so I am not complaining. 

On the phone today, after learning a voter's candidate preference, I had to ask her a question as she shared the same last name as a famous, kind of sexy hockey star. "You two related?" I asked. She giggled a little before she told me, "I'm like his fourth cousin so yeah but I barely even know him but every once in a while I still get calls from his groupies down south who want to know if he would like his dick sucked!"

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