A Merry Christmas to you too, BUB!
Ok, the title to this post may seem a bit rough but I'll get to the reason in a moment.
First of all, Happy Holidays to everyone! Tis the season to be giving and all that.
Now, for those not in the know, my brother flew over for Christmas so I've been desperately trying to show him around Toronto. As such, we've spent Christmas Eve at Pacific mall, Christmas lunch with some family friends, and Toronto Zoo and shopping on Boxing day.
Then the f**kfest started.
The Zoo was pretty cool for the dead of winter. We got to see a lot of animals we never saw before up close like a rhinoceros, an elephant, an orangutan, a lot of exotic birds, and other wildlife.
Of course, heading downtown on boxing day afterwards showed us another form of wildlife...the bargain shopper.
It was madness, I tell you, madness. Everywhere left and right there were people packed like sardines trying to buy that one last sale item. The usual thing with sales, really. But one thing which set today apart from my entire life is the fact that my 'danger sense' was going off the whole time. Why? All over the store you could see gangs upon gangs of 'hip-hop' teens. You know, the ones with the low-waist baggy pants with the bandanas, gold teeth and bling bling?
Now don't get me wrong, I'm normally a very trusting guy but the presence of all these gangs gave me the willies. Me and my brother decided to head to Sears instead of competing with the rest of the holiday crowd where we were able to buy some stuff. Afterwards, we were about to head home when my bro decided to check out a dollar store to buy his co-workers some souvenirs. Anyway, after browsing for a few minutes we hear f'ing gunshots ringing along Yonge street and a lot of people running and screaming outside. So what do we do? We try to hide in the store and crouch hoping the gunman wouldn't find us.
Some good that did as the gunman decided to HIDE right outside the window of the store. Good grief, me and my brother made eye contact with him which of course made us try to crouch even lower. And then the gunman started banging on the door WITH A GUN IN HIS HAND trying to get in, while yelling 'CALL 911!'.
With all of us shoppers cowering, the owner was calling 911 which responed within a few minutes. As soon as a police cruiser drove past the door we knew it was fairly safer than it was 10 minutes ago and we left the store (of course after buying the souvenir items) and headed home.
My brother was pretty shaken up by the whole experience. I've been pretty much desensitized to things like that (which is probably a bad thing) but it still raises the question: How could some f'ker shoot people a day after Christmas? Personally I HOPE the guys who perpetrated the incident suffer a LOT (a teenage girl died, which I'm kinda debating how to tell my brother since he's still kinda shaken up about the whole thing) for everything they've done. Click the link above to read the full article or do a google news search for "Downtown Toronto Boxing day shooting" (without the quotes).
Bah, humbug. Next year I'm staying at home.
First of all, Happy Holidays to everyone! Tis the season to be giving and all that.
Now, for those not in the know, my brother flew over for Christmas so I've been desperately trying to show him around Toronto. As such, we've spent Christmas Eve at Pacific mall, Christmas lunch with some family friends, and Toronto Zoo and shopping on Boxing day.
Then the f**kfest started.
The Zoo was pretty cool for the dead of winter. We got to see a lot of animals we never saw before up close like a rhinoceros, an elephant, an orangutan, a lot of exotic birds, and other wildlife.
Of course, heading downtown on boxing day afterwards showed us another form of wildlife...the bargain shopper.
It was madness, I tell you, madness. Everywhere left and right there were people packed like sardines trying to buy that one last sale item. The usual thing with sales, really. But one thing which set today apart from my entire life is the fact that my 'danger sense' was going off the whole time. Why? All over the store you could see gangs upon gangs of 'hip-hop' teens. You know, the ones with the low-waist baggy pants with the bandanas, gold teeth and bling bling?
Now don't get me wrong, I'm normally a very trusting guy but the presence of all these gangs gave me the willies. Me and my brother decided to head to Sears instead of competing with the rest of the holiday crowd where we were able to buy some stuff. Afterwards, we were about to head home when my bro decided to check out a dollar store to buy his co-workers some souvenirs. Anyway, after browsing for a few minutes we hear f'ing gunshots ringing along Yonge street and a lot of people running and screaming outside. So what do we do? We try to hide in the store and crouch hoping the gunman wouldn't find us.
Some good that did as the gunman decided to HIDE right outside the window of the store. Good grief, me and my brother made eye contact with him which of course made us try to crouch even lower. And then the gunman started banging on the door WITH A GUN IN HIS HAND trying to get in, while yelling 'CALL 911!'.
With all of us shoppers cowering, the owner was calling 911 which responed within a few minutes. As soon as a police cruiser drove past the door we knew it was fairly safer than it was 10 minutes ago and we left the store (of course after buying the souvenir items) and headed home.
My brother was pretty shaken up by the whole experience. I've been pretty much desensitized to things like that (which is probably a bad thing) but it still raises the question: How could some f'ker shoot people a day after Christmas? Personally I HOPE the guys who perpetrated the incident suffer a LOT (a teenage girl died, which I'm kinda debating how to tell my brother since he's still kinda shaken up about the whole thing) for everything they've done. Click the link above to read the full article or do a google news search for "Downtown Toronto Boxing day shooting" (without the quotes).
Bah, humbug. Next year I'm staying at home.
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