We're back. The Sysmob and I travelled spent the week North of Toronto. Stories to follow. A few sights:
Tofutti. It really exists. Who knew?
Loblaw. It really exists, too.
Fangboner Rd. I don't even know where to start with this one.
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i love tofutti.
i eat tofutti cuties all the time. delish.
of course, i haven't had dairy in years, so they could taste like socks and i'd still think they were ice cream.
11:48 PM
I live on Fangboner road.
Also, when I was a kid, the hippie natural food store around the corner from my house had a Tofutti soft-serve machine and I used to eat that shit all the time. That probably explains a lot.
5:33 AM
hold on here. you went to toronto and didn't tell me?!?!
There will have to be more details about this trip!
10:10 AM
a: I had the same Mr. Show-centric reaction upon my first real-world sighting of Tofutti.
b: Boner fangs he will pour in your ear, but his lies can't disguise what you fear, for a boner girl knows when he's fanged her, It's the fang of bone from Mister Fangboner. Pretty girl, beware of this heart of gold, this heart is cold.*
*sung in Shirley Bassey voice
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