Due to the ongoing strike by the Trash Writers Association of Toronto (Local 69), mismanagement has asked other hashers to pitch in. This week Back Door Buzz offered to pen the trash.

I WANT TO THANK MISMANAGEMENT FOR THE CHANCE TO WRITE THIS TRASH. I WAS REALLY, REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO THE 69TH ANAL GREAT ITALIAN FEAST. IN FACT, IT WAS MY THIRD ANALVERSARY OF HASHING IN HOGTOWN. IT SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY, WHEN I WAS YOUNG AND FIT AND RESEMBLED HUGH JACKMAN, THAT I MET ALL YOU ANDROIDS.

IT KINDA BLEW THAT I HAD TO GIVE UP AN AQUA TEEN HUNGER FORCE MARATHON ON TELETOON TO ATTEND BUT IT WAS WORTH IT. FORTUNATELY HUMPDAY WASN’T THERE SO I COULD ENJOY MYSELF WITHOUT HAVING TO PULL HIS FINGER.

WE GATHERED AT THE ORIGINAL MOTORCYCLE CAFE. IT USED TO BE CALLED JEREMIAH BULLFROG’S. DID I TELL YOU THAT I TOUCHED A FROG? AS USUAL, I HAD A PINT OF THE CHEAPEST DOMESTIC. DID I EVER MENTION THAT THE BEST BEER IS THE CHEAPEST BEER? THEN WE WENT OUTSIDE FOR CHALK TALK AND THEN WE RAN AROUND... ACTUALLY I WALKED. THEN WE WENT BACK TO VANISHING HARE’S AND I ATE UNTIL I WANTED TO PUKE. THE FOOD WAS FUCKIN’ AWESOME; EVEN BETTER THAN CALGARY BEEF AT THE PILOT.

I LEFT EARLY BECAUSE I HAD TO CATCH THE NEW EPISODE OF BATTLESTAR GALACTICA BUT I THINK EVERYONE HAD A GOOD TIME. MEGA BUMPS TO BIRDBRIAN AND VANISHING HARE FOR A GREAT HASH.

BACK DOOR BUZZ