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Friday, September 22, 2006
All hail the King of Regina
As I was walking home from Roca Jack's, I bumped into a local legend... the one, the only, King of Regina. Zubazz's best friend Mr. Bastard once had an ongoing log of the continuing adventures of this king among men on his legendary and irreverant website. It's been awhile since I've seen the King, but he was in fine form. As I approached him on the sidewalk, he was muttering something to a bush on someone's lawn. When he saw me coming his way, he uttered "Stick it up your ass you fuckin' Buddhist Nazi!" And then he walked away still muttering assorted racial slurs to no one in particular. Priceless. He totally made my day.
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