12.9.2004 kl. 22:24

Wanted! Dead or alive.

A most peculiar thing happened last night. I returned from a concert in downtown Guelph in a state of modest inebriation and sat down on a grassy hill near Watson Hall to rest my tired legs. I had hardly been there for more than a few minutes when some fat guy and his friend walked by. I pulled out my camera and took a photo of them. At this, the fat guy walked up to me and offered to take a picture of me. I handed him the camera, and lo and behold, he starts running off with it. I sprang to my feet, caught up with his fat carcass and punched him as hard as I could in the back of the neck. At this, he tossed away the camera and ran off, while I retrieved it from the undergrowth. That stupid sack of shit must know I have his photo -- If I see him around again, I shall most certainly confront him.