mtlqueen

It's the weeeeee hours of Saturday morning (8:30) and I'm off into the sub-sero Arctic deep freeze to collect food for my neighbourhood food drive... People just love it when I ring their doorbell and ask them why they didn't leave their package on the stoop! Fuckers. Every year we do this, and every year there's people who "politically object" to giving food to the food bank. When I give them the deadpan, "You must be joking" look, I get the best stammers, and also a few doors slamming really fast as they run awaaaaay! How exactly does this work for them? You're starving. Your kids are starving. You have no money. You go to the food bank. End of story. Do you think people would CHOOSE to go hungry? So, off I go! (*puts on full protection space suit to protect titties from freezing off*)


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Back in one piece, I had great success collecting food, only a couple of stinkers...but my dad only had about 10% of people answering their doors, and hardly any of the houses he went to left food outside for us! Last year they collected 50,000 pounds of food from our community drive, we'll see what we end up with this year.

I'm going to spend the afternoon doing some really exciting business spreadsheet stuff with my uncle the Mac genius...I know yer jealous...

And tonight there will be much drinking and jah worship with my cousin and some of my old skateboarding boys...make room for us on the retard bus, if you'll pardon the brutal expression.