A pseudonymous blog about Canadian law and politics.
This blog should not be relied on as legal advice.
I have said before, and will say again, that when you say "deontic" I say "I'm fuckin' outie!" One wishes to put Sara Polley on her pale back and roll down her anti-racist panties. Love her childish politics, aw hell, who wouldn't. Some warm freckled Ramallah breasts... some movie star...Ah-hakh. Al-bwoof. White ankles of delicate Canadian women, aka Lebanese convenient Hezbollah-nifty boat demanders. Hiya, supposed Canadians! It is so nice that you've got a maple leaf in your back pocket in case there's war in your real country. Useful Canada, eh?Like every other hoser round here, of course, I've sewn a cedar-tricolour into my backpack; and when the New World's French and English start shelling each other across Hull and Ottawa, I shall insist that the Beiruti gov't transport me out... oh wait... nah...He Spent a Long Time Watching,Cheers,L.
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