Ya Moe B There

Do you think anyone can tell that I'm not wearing pants?

Eleven Days Until Seattle Happy Hour

Exchange Student On The Bus Haiku Of The Day

Hey Rosario

What is name of fun nightclub?

Two for one shooters

Let us all stop here

To eat a nice shawarma

Granville and Robson

To Buenos Aires

On Thursday I will go back

Passport expires

Snowboard at Whistler

I love the frappaccino

Aquabus day pass

I Could Hear The Distant Drums

Dearest Friends

Mr. Bunndini does not have a last will and testament because Mr. Bunndini is:
A) Lazy.
B) Prone to fits of ennui.
C) Unable to grasp the concept that his time on this planet is not limitless.
D) A childless bachelor who lives life one day at a time caring only for himself.
E) All of the above.

Ergo in the event that Mr. Bunndini's life is cut short by a cruel twist of fate, a tropical parasite or a runaway taxi please ensure that the following important provisions occur:

1) Play the song 'Fernando' by Abba at the funeral.
2) Repeat above as necessary.

Best Wishes,
Mr. Bunndini

Picked Up The Telephone And Dialed The Seven Digits Said Yo This Is Marquis Baby Are You Down With It?

Stand And Deliver

THE MACGREGOR (verb, noun, adjective): A man completely naked except for a pair of dark dress socks. Often illuminated only by the light of the fridge.

Also known in some parts of Canada as ROPER AFTER DARK.

It Ain't The Meat It's The Motion

Please note that Mr. Bunndini is eating spaghetti for breakfast and also now has a manly fan with a manly blog: The Better Man. 

Don't Let The Bartender Pick Your Cocktails

Mr. Bunndini drank far too much on Saturday night and at one point found himself in a napkin haiku writing fugue state at an irish bar near the convention centre.

This one was for the musical entertainment:

Chubby celtic guy

Why man can't you play Jolene

Expand your playlist

This one was for our friend whose girlfriend had literally broken up with him an hour earlier. He was sad but multiple Jameson shots helped mend his heart:

Bowers that's not good

Girlfriend dumped you on the phone

Salty peanut fish

I may have also given our cab driver a haiku napkin concerning intoxicated hamsters but who can remember.

This Just In......

Horratio suffers from irritable bowel syndrome and a permanently broken heart. He is looking for someone to come over to his apartment tonight to eat a nice cheese plate and watch Cool Hand Luke with him. Open to all ages, sizes and genders but must have muscular upper arms and love Motown music. Interested parties apply within. 

Cough Medication Haiku Of The Day

Is it a dry cough?

Highway to the danger zone

Unicorns are real

Yes Neo Citran

You can be my new best friend

Cheesapalooza!

Codeine cough syrup

Hey there captain inhaler

More baby carrots

Zip a dee doo da

Twice the recommended dose

Stop ignoring me