There I was, sitting in a bar in Toronto last week, with nothing on my mind, when by and by I got to thinking about how to while away time. I had ordered a drink and an appetizer of butter chicken and was waiting for the food. From where I was sitting I could see... Continue Reading →
Mooning Over Montreal
Virgin Mary, with her pasties on, high heeled stilettos and jiggling bums was stabbing the bread baby Jesus on stage. The burlesque performance was irreverently hilarious. One number was Charlie Chaplin doing a slapstick strip tease.I was constantly laughing and squirming. Another number was a blue haired Jesus with a skrillex cut conning a mercy... Continue Reading →
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