Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Last Saturday, I stopped in at a bar in Banff to watch football and eat an elk burger because I had three hours to kill before catching a bus. While viewing and devouring, someone named Gary started talking about his brutal day. He had just moved into a new place but the owners didn't tell him they had sold the place and he would soon have a new landlord. This new landlord decided to dishonour all of the leases/agreements/ his tenants had signed/made/ and tried to throw everyone out. When he arrived at Gary's, Gary promptly told him to head to fuck-off-me land and asserted his rights as a tenant. Many of his neighbours were packing their things and leaving so he went around telling them not to leave. This caused several of them to turn back, but, unfortunately, this also raised the ire of his new landlord, who proceeded to enter his cabin, grab a huge stack of clothes, and start a fire, which Gary caught upon his return home. Yikes.

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