For those of you who venture into the downtown core to party and get drunk, I feel the need to remind you that people live downtown. That's right, we live here. We're the people that wake up at 4 in the morning because you need to have your drunken PHO on the corner of Somerset and Rochester. Personally I can handle the honking and screaming and Woohoos...but I worry about the families in this neighbourhood who hear countless offensive things late at night. Next time you're out late at night in Chinatown try to remember the families trying to get sleep while you're honking and screaming at your drunk buddies to hurry up....or whatever random cursing and swearing that must be so important.
Don't even get me started on Bank st. and the poor folks who live on Gilmour that have to listen to that Barrymore's line-up on Sundays. You know, last year you jerks were so bored waiting to get into the club you ripped a lovely tree right out of it's planter. Don't lie to me. I watched you do it from work.
Bah!
-Allison
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