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Declassified: A Large Quantity of Moose Meat
In this week's Declassified, we learn all about the tribulations of growing up. Also, moose meat.
There comes a time in every life when all of us must learn to wax for ourselves. Look at it this way: the pain of loss is nothing compared to the pain of ripping hair out of your face.
Give a man a ride, and he gets around the city for a day. Teach a man to ride and you get to spend that entire day laughing at him while he fails. The choice is clear.
Good job listening to the little voice in the back of your head that insisted upon not hitting on a girl wearing a knapsack who was shopping for school supplies with her mom. You’re 21 now, and should probably be hitting on people who can buy their own pencils.
If we started referring to all payments as “rewards,” the world would certainly seem a more generous place. This anonymous philanthropist is onto something.
Maybe somebody out there has a shipping crate full of moose necks just lying around. Maybe they do. This is what the internet is for.
A lot of people do a lot of weird stuff on the internet, and ground zero for commercial e-weirdness is Craigslist. In Declassified Torontoist combs over our city’s listings to find the best (and worst) of the bunch.
Find listings we should include in our next edition? Email them to [email protected].