I don’t usually repeat Internet rubbish, but an old friend sent me this today and I enjoyed it so much that I felt that I should pass it on.
This goes directly against the Major’s instructions viv a vis the internet. Sorry old fellow.
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We moved to a condo a few years ago here in Victoria, thinking that the convenience of owning downtown would make the change worthwhile. We finally would be able to walk to our favourite restaurants without the drudgery of the “Designated Driver” routine.
It was announced today that the Tug Boat union is about to go on strike. Now obviously the islands surrounding us will be terribly affected and not in a good way. Sigh. Not unlike the current Teachers strike, I ask the question again: What is an essential service?
Went past a high school today and it looked like it was “Brothel Day”. Many girls were dressed in tiny shorts that left very little to the imagination with the boys losing their jeans. What sort of school is it?
The club (the home of homes) is a microcosm of society, representing perhaps the stranger bits of said society, but a representation nevertheless. As in everyday life, here too the mems of all shades wish to keep their youthful looks as long as they can. I could be unkind and say that in many cases the race is lost and the audience long since departed.