God bless those noble Mounties.
I don't wish to be mistaken for a whinger. Nothing could be further from the truth. I love Canada and it's marvelous quirks. From the heavily sexualised love of the noble beaver..
A beaver post-orgy.
Little known fact: the legal age of consent for beaver sex is a whole year lower than heterosexual sex in this country.
To their astonishing blood rage at the sight of a harmless squirrel...
The native squirrel is maligned for it's affluence and hedonistic lifestyle.
Before the charter was introduced squirrel lynchings were a communal focal point much like book burnings in Nazi Germany.
But nothing amazes me more than the reverence for their national and omnipresent police force the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Some are mistaken to think that the Mounties are named thus because of the some link to the policing of mountains back in the dawn of civilisation. The reality is that the name Mountie comes from the fact that every one of force's members mounts horses.
Little Known fact: the red colour of the Mountie's formal uniform is so that when shot a dying mountie won't cause a fuss, like all good Canadians.
Anywho the last few parties have been shut down due to the Mounties coming and getting all uppity. But here are some pictures of parties that survived the wroth of the most feared Canadians long enough for me to get some snaps.
Martijn had a pretty awesome tappas party. I tried to poison people with vegemite and toasted cheese on french bread but they didn't seem to mind it. I can only blame alcohol for this.
MUAHAHAHA with all this tappas the Dutch shall once again rule the colonies!
Boozehounds the lot of them.
Our host drinking some vino. Check out the left corner for some picture of picture post-modern stuff from Nick.
The next night was off to Barcode where a lot of people came for cheap booze and stayed for the hilarious stripping competition.
Friday night was the Dutch party where orange was the new black. This party was so good it was illegal.
Yeah that's a pretty reddish orange there guys..
Saturday night was to be the long awaited 3rd Mexican party. Unfortunately the wicked RA witch came and broke it up way too early. So we were forced to go drink in Totem with all the underage sex fiends.
Sunday I recovered at the Science Museum where we probably scarred any spanish speaking children with some lewd comments on the PixelPins.
Dumb and Dumber in action.
This exhibit is actually an elaborate ruse to steal my original thoughts. Joke's on them though I don't have any!
There isn't much left this semester but hopefully there will be a few more good parties to attend. I've got the vast majority of my assessment coming up in the next 4 weeks but it's all good, it's just law.
A beaver post-orgy.
Little known fact: the legal age of consent for beaver sex is a whole year lower than heterosexual sex in this country.
To their astonishing blood rage at the sight of a harmless squirrel...
The native squirrel is maligned for it's affluence and hedonistic lifestyle.
Before the charter was introduced squirrel lynchings were a communal focal point much like book burnings in Nazi Germany.
But nothing amazes me more than the reverence for their national and omnipresent police force the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Some are mistaken to think that the Mounties are named thus because of the some link to the policing of mountains back in the dawn of civilisation. The reality is that the name Mountie comes from the fact that every one of force's members mounts horses.
Little Known fact: the red colour of the Mountie's formal uniform is so that when shot a dying mountie won't cause a fuss, like all good Canadians.
Anywho the last few parties have been shut down due to the Mounties coming and getting all uppity. But here are some pictures of parties that survived the wroth of the most feared Canadians long enough for me to get some snaps.
Martijn had a pretty awesome tappas party. I tried to poison people with vegemite and toasted cheese on french bread but they didn't seem to mind it. I can only blame alcohol for this.
MUAHAHAHA with all this tappas the Dutch shall once again rule the colonies!
Boozehounds the lot of them.
Our host drinking some vino. Check out the left corner for some picture of picture post-modern stuff from Nick.
The next night was off to Barcode where a lot of people came for cheap booze and stayed for the hilarious stripping competition.
Friday night was the Dutch party where orange was the new black. This party was so good it was illegal.
Yeah that's a pretty reddish orange there guys..
Saturday night was to be the long awaited 3rd Mexican party. Unfortunately the wicked RA witch came and broke it up way too early. So we were forced to go drink in Totem with all the underage sex fiends.
Sunday I recovered at the Science Museum where we probably scarred any spanish speaking children with some lewd comments on the PixelPins.
Dumb and Dumber in action.
This exhibit is actually an elaborate ruse to steal my original thoughts. Joke's on them though I don't have any!
There isn't much left this semester but hopefully there will be a few more good parties to attend. I've got the vast majority of my assessment coming up in the next 4 weeks but it's all good, it's just law.
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