championship

so we were supposed to go to the jays game yesterday, but vicky's mom and fiance stiffed us on the tickets AFTER we were already in toronto...so we grabbed dinner at hooters instead. when you can't have sports, go for boobies instead.

in a re-occurring theme of stuffing our faces, vicky and i headed to the mandarin for some all-you-can-eat chinese today...and man did we eat all we could eat. i live down the street from this fabulous restaurant now, i'm gonna eat those poor foreigners right out of buisness.