WHAT THE FUCK, TWINS!!

 


  We ended up getting Dorothy to give us a ride to Truro where we ended up getting stuck, so I called my dad and asked him to come pick us up. He really didn’t want to come but I think my mom talked him into it because I had told them that they were going to be grandparents, ha!

  We spent a night or two with them and then headed to Toronto. To our total surprise, my dad bought us train tickets, so that was awesome. I love my dad.

  Well we were back on Queen Street again. I had told Syd that I was going to do this and do that but I just started to get super drunk all the time. Hey I was only 18.

  Syd went for an ultrasound and found out that we were going to have twins so that came as a real shock! We decided the best thing for us to do was for Syd to have an abortion, she was four and a half months pregnant, which was almost too late to have the abortion. It was a two day appointment.

  The first day she went in, they had to put four tampon looking things in her to make her go into labour and the next day she went in to have it sucked out. 

  About this time, Why popped out eight cute-ass puppies. We were lucky that we had a squat where we could keep Why and her puppies during the day. If we wouldn’t have had this place we probably would have had to drown them, which I don’t think I could have done!

  The squat we were staying at was absolutely haunted, man it was fuckin creepy. My buddy, safety, said that one night he went to go take a piss and seen a little girl in the hallway. Man, I tell you at night, I would hold my piss in for as long as humanly possible. I never heard or seen anything, but you could feel a presence in that house, for sure!

  One day we were sitting at Mcdonald’s on Queen and Spadina and we hear “Hey you fuckers.” I look up and it’s Lance and another girl that I knew from Montreal, Christine. I stand up immediately thinking I’m about to get in a fight, but I guess time healed all wounds. It had been a year or so since we had seen him, plus he was banging Christine, so we were cool.

  We met this girl named Jen that had a house in Kensington Market and she was letting us stay there with the puppies, so that helped us out big time, knowing the dogs were safe now. I had the biggest crush on her too, and truth be told, if she would have come on to me, I would have went for it. But nothing ever happened. She was in a big house fire years later and got burned pretty bad. It sucks when bad shit happens to good people!

  It wasn’t long after Lance had shown up that we were on the corner panning when I asked this yuppie couple for change, not being an asshole or anything. This fuckin guy started picking a fight with me, so I stand up and take a swing at him with my emptY 40oz but I missed. So we go at it for a couple minutes ‘till the pigs show up. Well, who do you think went to jail? Not the guy with the fuckin suit and tie, that’s for sure, even though he’s the one who picked the fight! Fuck, this kind of shit pisses me off! They ended up charging me with assault with a weapon, even though I didn’t hit him with it. It turns out, under the law, all you have to do is have the intent to use a weapon, and it’s assault with a weapon. Fuckin stupid. I ended up in the Don jail for three days only, thank fuck. That was a bad spot to be. I ended up getting out on a thing called the Toronto bail program, but still fucked off on it. I still have warrants there for that shit to this day.

  We ended up selling the puppies but gave a few away.. We gave one to Lance, which he named Crest, after a beer.

  Lance and a guy named Luke ended up getting busted for heroin possession just before me and Syd left, so that was the last time I seen Lance for a few years. I guess they got caught in a big sting up in China Town.

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