Yay, They're F*ing Over!
I'm afraid stoner mascot Crotchi or Mipa, or whatever the hell his name is, didn't survive. He was found dead on our patio late this evening.
If people can go this nuts over hockey, I can't imagine what they'll do when something important actually happens, say, ending starvation, preventing animal abuse or curing cancer.
Based on this afternoon's inane celebrations, that'll be some party.
Today we applauded the life of a beautiful friend, Emily, instead.