So, if Astin were in Brooklyn, I would totally make him a chocolate chip cookie dough caramel ice cream cake with a mini Toronto Maple Leafs jersey Astin on top and a fancy cocktail beverage and home shucked popcorn, but ALAS, he’s not, so I didn’t.
Um… actually, let’s go ahead and say I totally did. And it was all awesome and tasty and frankly, I cannot believe he didn’t show up for his Brooklyn birthday! And they say Canadians are polite, HMPH!
Anyway, since he so rudely missed his Brooklyn birthday, I will, instead, write a post filled with lies in honor of my second…er…third favorite Torontonian (You just slightly nudge out Chinese Pete because he bad beat me in the WPBT last year… though, you even worse beat me in the Eh Vegas tournament two years ago…), fourth favorite Torontonian and third best Filmchaw posterer, who totally copies me all the time.
May your day be awesome, your Nyquil be fresh and your fancy talking ligers not eat your face!
Now, stop being scared and come back to Atlantic City! Not that I’m in Atlantic City now…because that would be crazy talk.