Hi Smoke, My Poutine confession is that I hate poutine, I had it once when I was about eight years old and really hated it, just the thought of it now, turns my stomach. I am fine with that and realize that you don’t have to like poutine to be a good Canadian, however the […]
Dear Smoke, The person who sits behind me at work just STINKS! I’m talking the deepest pit of hell mixed with hummus. What should I do if I can’t move? -Needs Help!
Dear Smoke, I’m crushing on my plumber, and actually clog my drains just so I can call her. The last time I actually flushed my bra and underwear; I think that she is getting suspicious. What should I do? -Crushing
Back in the 80’s when VHS was a thing, Canada had Trudeau and Glam Rock was king. In a town in Ontario, lived a kid named Smoke as we all know. For every Christmas, Kwanzaa and Hanukkah his folks would give him and empty box, while all his friends were getting Atari and Pop-rocks.
It is industry knowledge that when David Lee Roth sang, “I’m Just a Gigalo”, he was referring directly to Smoke. The majority of the evidence supporting this has been destroyed over the years by Smoke’s overly jealous lady friends…. This single Playgirl, all that remains of that era, was discovered between the mattress and box […]
