For a guy whose self-given nickname has the word "lover" right in it, Pavel the Lover is a pretty piss-poor courter.
For a guy whose self-given nickname has the word "lover" right in it, Pavel the Lover is a pretty piss-poor courter.
Watch out, Hot Chicks, there's a new Douchebag [sic] in town. According to L.A.'s aptly named Hot Chicks with Douchebags, Toronto's unsung d-bag, "Toronto Poo Jay," has finally made a name for himself.
Torontoist is ending the year by naming our Heroes and Villains of 2008--the people, places, and things that we've either fallen head over heels in love with or developed uncontrollable rage towards over the past twelve months, with one hero and one villain selected by each participating staff member. On Christmas Day: the heroes. On Boxing Day: the villains. And next week, cast your vote to determine the Superhero and Supervillain of the year.
As if one wasn't already far too many, there's a new Dimitri the Lover in town.
You know, that unspeakably grotesque misgonyist (né James Sears) who lost his medical license after being convicted of sexually assaulting female patients? Who—after creating the persona of Dimitri the Lover—founded Toronto Real Men, an organization that teaches courses titled stuff like "Worship the Cock" and that is thus obviously unaware that Magnolia was not an instruction manual?