Luc's blog

 I don't like taking out the trash. In fact I hate taking out trash. That's why I always postpone this gruesome activity as far as I can. Well yesterday night Jay found a few bags of ¨wet¨ trash in the backyard that we forgot were even there. The trash had been decomposing in the heat for the last two months.

  The smell I experienced that night was probably the worst a man could ever experience. It smelled so bad you couldnt stand in the toxic fumes withouth gagging a lung out. I actually feared the garbagemans would'nt take them.

  So no more disposing of trash in the backyard. That's a new rule. We can't take the risk of developping some kind of Uber Plague right behind our house without us even knowing about it or having an antidote for it.

  On the good side of a smelly house is Marco, who has been squatting my couch for the past week. It's really fun to have Marco around since I can finally watch baseball with someone who doesnt wine about it being the most boring thing after having to watch golf.

 We're gonna go see the Protest the Hero show in Fred. next monday with Shawn. I hope I won't have permanent brain damage from substance abuse. I'll tell y'all about it next tuesday. Or maybe I won't. It should be a very tight show nonetheless.

  And with that I end my first blog entry I ever made. You can now print it, laminate it and keep it for when I'm very popular. Then you'll be able to sell it on Ebay for 1365.45$. If your a girl and your pretty, come down in Moncton and I'll even sign it for free.