BUT SPORTS ARE HAZARDOUS EVEN ON THE Wii
I heard Jono twisted his leg and now he has a cast that he's using as a way to meet pretty girls. He comes up to them and he's like, "Will you sign my cast?" and they're like, "Only if you take me out to dinner, you big sexy man!" and then Jono takes her out to dinner and they get married and have lots of babies.
I went snowboarding in Kelowna 2 weeks ago and I still have this huge black bruise on my ass. It's like the size of a twinkie, but there's no delicious cream or puss inside. Just black blood. Kelowna kicked so much ass I had the best time possible and I really want to go again as soon as I can. Here's some awesome pictures of the event: Jono is lazy, Kevin is kissy, Jesse is squinty, Jennifer is smiley, Mike is quick, Melissa is toobey, Jodie is croppy and Gram is beerey.
Today I rode my bike to work and on my way home I stopped at Subway restaurants for a deliciious tuna and mustard sub*. Unfortunately I forgot my bike lock and I needed to leave my bike outside the store while I ordered my sandwich. I was a bit extra paranoid because there were a lot of ganger-looking guys hanging around the taqueira next door. So I did the very wise thing and used my bike helmet to clip the front tire to the bike's frame. That way, somebody looking to ride away on my ride would have to first unclip, slowing them down by at least 2-3 seconds, and giving me plenty of time to run out of the restaurant and yell angry words at them as they sped away wearing a helmet. But fortunately for me, when I left the restaurant, the hoodlum-like characters were not stealing my bike because the Mountain View police department had already handcuffed them. They were sitting happily on the sidewalk while Mr. Cop and Mr. Officer looked through their trunk for incriminating drugs or illicit materials such as unreleased flavours of twinkie.
I went snowboarding in Kelowna 2 weeks ago and I still have this huge black bruise on my ass. It's like the size of a twinkie, but there's no delicious cream or puss inside. Just black blood. Kelowna kicked so much ass I had the best time possible and I really want to go again as soon as I can. Here's some awesome pictures of the event: Jono is lazy, Kevin is kissy, Jesse is squinty, Jennifer is smiley, Mike is quick, Melissa is toobey, Jodie is croppy and Gram is beerey.
Today I rode my bike to work and on my way home I stopped at Subway restaurants for a deliciious tuna and mustard sub*. Unfortunately I forgot my bike lock and I needed to leave my bike outside the store while I ordered my sandwich. I was a bit extra paranoid because there were a lot of ganger-looking guys hanging around the taqueira next door. So I did the very wise thing and used my bike helmet to clip the front tire to the bike's frame. That way, somebody looking to ride away on my ride would have to first unclip, slowing them down by at least 2-3 seconds, and giving me plenty of time to run out of the restaurant and yell angry words at them as they sped away wearing a helmet. But fortunately for me, when I left the restaurant, the hoodlum-like characters were not stealing my bike because the Mountain View police department had already handcuffed them. They were sitting happily on the sidewalk while Mr. Cop and Mr. Officer looked through their trunk for incriminating drugs or illicit materials such as unreleased flavours of twinkie.
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