My great friend Robin isn’t aware about it because we simply didn’t talk to each other for the last months...
But I thought that I could go for a weekend in Toronto this fall. I’ve never been downtown Toronto and I’ll soon be 40, so, why not while I’m still alive?
If I go there, I want to drink beers with you. Yes you, the unknown person reading my brilliant posts while you take a crap. It could be something else than beer. We could even smoke a joint after mid-october because it’s gonna be legal then.
Or sing in some karaoke bar. We could sing Bohemian Rhapsody and I’ll let you the honor of singing the « Gallileo Figaro » part. It could be completely sick.
The only obligation for you is to write me a short email (email@example.com). If nobody is interested, I’ll probably stay home and watch some shit on Netflix.