Saturday, March 6, 2010

Circle de Bourré

We live on a beautiful tree-lined street but in typical Toronto fashion, we’re also just one over from a very dodgey area. This location provides great live theatre for those willing to breach the social taboo of sitting on the front porch. Like the time Carl, the local Souse-hound left his home wearing only blue underwear. After a few tentative wobbles he fell backwards over a wooden fence, catching the elastic from his pants on a picket and in a single graceful backflip extricated himself from his Y-fronts, landed upright and carried on down the street as God made him.

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