I arrived in Toronto, via Buffalo, to a fabulous greeting from the ramp agent, “Welcome to Buffalo. We’re glad you’re here. Its going to be a glorious day.”
YummYummy picked me up and we immediately made our way towards Canada. I told her I looked forward to drinking wine with her on her stoop, just like she was doing the other night when she was texting me. “Did I say that? Hmmm. I only tell the truth when its convenient and I only steal when no one’s looking. Remember?!? Write that shit down.”
After drinking on both the back and front stoop and holding a Trailer Park Boys “fashion” photo shoot, we headed to Toronto for a night on the town. YummYummy had reserved a “Crash Pad” at The Drake Hotel so we could walk up to our room after a night of mayhem in the bar- this was a very, very good idea.
Can’t Be Bothered joined us for the mayhem and we started the night the same way we finished it, with a bottle of champagne. We had been at the club for about an hour when YummYummy announced, “If I’m going to have ‘the moment’ with the guy that wants ‘the moment’, he needs to look up so we can have the actual moment.” Right soon after that a male patron approached us, “Hey ladies, I can’t buy you drinks, but I can hang out with you all night.” We’re so lucky.
As the night progressed, and once we stole our way (no one was watching) into the VIP section, YummYummy asked, “Where’s the guy who is supposed to gyrate on my leg?” I guess she gave up on ‘the moment’ idea. We looked around for I Can’t Buy You Drinks, but he wasn’t around.
After spending as many hours as we possibly could contributing to the “economy” and the other patrons’ evening, we decide to call it a day (or two because it was just before four AM). We were really looking forward to eating leftovers once we got up to the room. “I’m so hungry,” said YummYummy. “I’m going to eat that pizza like an Ethiopian.” Glorious day indeed.