Udderfucking

Date: Sat Oct.15/05
location: Pacific Mall, Toronto.

The 112 boys took a roadtrip this weekend. We ventured out into a land that some of us could refer to as home. It was strange to myself and maybe even surprising to all of us. This was a suburb of Toronto, Newmarket. Packed with Asians from left to right leaving traffic conditions frantic and haphazard. The whole scene was strange till we got to the mall. Then it got even more comical, some of us related to it immediately. And me, I was stunned. The stores were little compartmentalized boxes with glass windows and just todoors. Everything about this place was transitionary. There were electrical stores selling everything this side of Canada that could be labelled as cheap electronics. The whole place was a silent bargaining drone. Its just that not everyonme knew it,cuz it was in cantonese or mandarin or maybe even something else. The drone went on and I understood it as much as I undertand an udder fucking bull's yells of ecstasy. The whole scene was bizzare, intriguing, and unknown at the same time. And this is 30 minutes out of Toronto. Udder fucking yells of a bull, classic. It was strange but so similiar to life where I am going and cuz of that, it was sobering.. like a fast forward for 2 hours that opened my senses up to newer, more explorable possibilities in every aspect of life. I might as well get to know that bull's ways. Udderfucking is my new pursuit. Alert the sentries.