Putting the Canadian back in me continues…. We’re in Kitchener/Waterloo at a dive bar drinking cheap pitchers of molson Canadian beer. And we’re celebrating the end of bachelorhood of Craig, one of the last ones of jasons friends to get married. Tomorrow he’ll be a married old man. But that’s tomorrow. Tonight, it’s a sing along to American pie on the juke box and nostalgia.
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