fetch some medicine!

I'm bastard ill again. Bastard Whistler bastard illness all the bastard time. My head hurts and my nose is blocked and my eyes hurt and my throat is sore. I mean, who gets a cold just as winter is coming to an end? I'm going to blame Canada.

Times have changed
Our kids are getting worse
They won't obey their parents
They just want to fart and curse!
Should we blame the government?
Or blame society?
Or should we blame the images on TV?
No, blame Canada
Blame Canada
With all their beady little eyes
And flapping heads so full of lies
Blame Canada
Blame Canada
We need to form a full assault
It's Canada's fault!
Don't blame me
For my son Stan
He saw the damn cartoon
And now he's off to join the Klan!
And my boy Eric once
Had my picture on his shelf
But now when I see him he tells me to f**k myself!
Well, blame Canada
Blame Canada
It seems that everything's gone wrong
Since Canada came along
Blame Canada
Blame Canada
They're not even a real country anyway
My son could've been a doctor or a lawyer rich and true,
Instead he burned up like a piggy on the barbecue
Should we blame the matches?
Should we blame the fire?
Or the doctors who allowed him to expire?
heck no!
Blame Canada
Blame Canada
With all their hockey hullabaloo
And that bitch Anne Murray too
Blame Canada
Shame on Canada
For...
The smut we must stop
The trash we must bash
The Laughter and fun
Must all be undone
We must blame them and cause a fuss
Before someone thinks of blaming uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus!!!!

Oh come on it was inevitable I would stick that up, I'm too ill to think of anything original. So anything else I should enlight you on? Well I had a hilarious (and painful) stack the other day. It was Tobi's last day in Whistler and we went for Fresh tracks, however the snow was a little bit icy so we were going easy. Until I suggest going through the park and facing my own demons. Now I hit two (little) jumps on my board and landed them, so when going over the bump section I had a bit of confidence and speed.

srccccccccccccccccccccccraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkk (that's the sound of a board going over ice) and I ended up falling heavily on my arse and wrist, both of which complained. Then another boarder flies over the bumps and does exactly the same thing. Only his fall is stopped by me. As he slides past his board gives me a nice bump on the head.

Now I was lucky. If either of us had been going faster I could have broken my wrist or arse. And I wasn't wearing a helmet then he would have nicely broken my head. But oh well, that was the end of my day so I struggled off home and felt sorry for myself.

Just like I am here. Sorry folks, I'm going to write something stupid now, so hopefully I'll post that for y'all inabit.

Stay sexy

Phil