Our stupidity will separate us from our robot overlords.
It’s the center of Toronto and the center of the city’s biggest controversy. I drank there until I got the real story.
Step one: Procure cannabis.
Prepare to be horrified.
Lord, grant me the confidence of an Australian tourist.
Take it from me, I owe $45,000 to the government and I tell jokes for a job.
I am a drunk Charles Dickens.
The most common phrase of the debate was, “I agree,” followed by “Jack Layton.”
Underneath my bruised vanity lies the specter of death.
Money, money, money, money, money. (Everybody has a price)