Toronto was sick as fuck do to lots of drinking, crazy girls with hula hoops, front flips, randoms getting mooned from large windows overlooking the street, free pot, Garrett blacking out falling down stairs (twice), a Catfish, Miles Rogoish, falafel, ramp tramps (what would we do without you?), Carter getting OD wasted at 2pm, spots, decent weather, Sun Ringle socks, blunsticks, and soda being called pop. Oh and the jam was sick, check it if you have not peeped it. Arthur is working on a black and white photo editorial of the weekend for some class he's taking, should be up soon. later snatchsniffers.