which isn't a big deal unless you're a fan of old bizarre flash movies on the web...
(We're aware the spelling is wrong, but you gotta give one for effort, really)
We got to the home of Stinky the Cat and played Drunken Risk with Macintoss Klink (Also known as Commander Risk) which I received my x-mas gift from Aimee from Japan...
The gum that came with this cardboard thing-a-majig tasted great... very Juicy Fruit-like.
After that, it was a bit of a blur, all I know is that there is video footage... yeah.
So, after all the bacon, sightseeing, comic book buying, music buying, and mystery spicy food, I decided to go home on Saturday morning (and planted a plastic snake near the entertainment unit).
The trip home was solo and I went the old hwy #2 route as much as possible...
Went by Hamilton, got lost in Hamilton, got to Brantford, got lost in Brantford, took the 403 until Woodstock because I wanted to stop in a collectables store (Note to self: If I work in or own a collectables store, make sure it's large).
Yeah, that's pretty much it, unless I see the video footage.
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That has got to be a reference to bass fishing. The original saying is from an engrish video game from the early 80s.
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