What is the sound of two fat white rightist males embracing? “RUN!!!!!!”
Poor Toronto, Pumpkins. The city has never gotten over not being Montreal. In its latest bid to right itself, Hog Town has leased its future on a Ford 4by4 who’s being broken into office by a hockey coach in a flowered suit. They look like escapees from the maladjusted clown farm. Lord help us, dahrlings.
The damage these two brokeback cowboys are causing goes beyond Toronto – it’s now personal, Pumpkins. Name calling at a formal ceremony is not in good taste, no matter what your colour preferences. I don’t happen to like a certain shade of indigo. Do you see me slurring the colour?
Allow me to state unequivocally that I stand behind the colour pink no matter what Don Cherry throws at it. So go ahead, Canada, have a good laugh at our expense. Point and snicker at that weirdo’s shiny pinko suit. Your teasing doesn’t begin to burn as much as the hideous embarrassment I feel. Go ahead, hurt me. Really.
