Memories, From The Corner Of My Eyes

The Mayor Notes: December 31 will mark the three year Anniversary of Mitchieville. Over the next 11 or so days, I'm going to post something every day from the archives that I like to think was some of the finer/funnier/grittier posts that we have put on these pages. I'm going to let Fenris and Reg put their own favourite posts up just to see what they come up with. As for me, I'm just posting Mayor stuff. Screw you, Fenris and Reg.

If you have a favourite post you think I should add, just let me know and I'll put it up. I'm good like that, any time I feel you are praising us, you pretty much get free reign around here.

The post below is pretty ancient, Mitchieville was only 11 days old at the time. I still giggle when I read it though, so here it is...

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Elizabeth Barrett Browning gets jiggy with it

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways, Yo.
I love thee like a two bit hoe loves a warm crack pipe on a cold winters night,
I love thee like a restraining order loves Michael Jackson, shit.
I love thee freely, cuz I can't afford to pay for booty;
I love thee purely, cuz dog don't want no Aids and shit.
I love thee so much that I would give you shit back that I never stole in the first place.
I love thee like I love my kids Shakisha, Momeaka, Lodeisha, Rhodesia, and Paprika.
Smiles, tears, of all my life!, and some Value Rite Vodka so we can get lit, yo.
I shall but love thee better after death, cuz if you fuck around on me dog, I'll cap your ass.
Scarborough east side, represent. Peace out yo.