Saturdays can be pretty boring for somebody who is chronically unemployable. Edmonton is filled with the active and wealthy, flaunting their upward social mobility like a badge of honour. That travel the streets sipping six dollar coffees and shopping for B & D supplies whilst toting their Prada bags.
The bums sing:
Jeremy wears a yogurt helmet, he’s buckling his granola sword.
He’s going to do battle with a beast called breakfast.
Never go to college