Ottawa: Spent a year there in just 48 short hours

Have you ever had a dreamy dream about a city, run by an army of sexually repressed, cyborg accountants with small cocks?

If yes, get your ass to Ottawa...because baby, paradise awaits

Those of you with genitalia and mental faculties intact...go for the museums and then boot it over to Montreal before the overwhelming vanilla of the place makes your brain (and possibly other bits) shrivel...

Curcit Boy 1 Bare-Assed Crazy 0

Oh how I love my neighbourhood sometimes...

I was lounging on the sofa decompressing from the day. From my homey oasis, I heard some loud yelling from the street. Knowing my neighbourhood as I do, drama will never be far away, so I went out on my balcony to investigate what was all the hub-bub...and lo, and behold...

In the middle of the street below (and in broad daylight I might add) a man was using an orange pylon as a megaphone screaming "Hey Vaginas". Which, in of itself was amusing...even the Canadian lunatics are polite...hahaha

Then after having a bit of a shout, he would then pull his pants down and start waving his (rather) small cock to oncoming traffic...This happened a few times and I was a bit amused...however I live in a very, very gay neighbourhood...and waving your pink bits to a bunch of millitant lessies...is just asking for trouble...thankfully, the only reaction was from some passing (very) gay boys who laughed at him and then yelled from across the street "Hey buddy...are you a lesbian because your cock is for pussies"..HAHAHAHA

Oh the sulk from the crazy bastard after that...told off by a circut boy wearing a girl's bikini top and satin shorts...that will learn ya!