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The last day poutine

At 6 days of return, tempers flare and preparations begin to implement.

Our rental agency foam (the same that we had not given the right keys on the day of our arrival, and even that was not aware that we had blown our door) gives us 2 -3 different versions of things to do to get our bond. The last of which was waiting for the owner password to confirm you can retrieve it gives us hope that it will be more responsive this weekend than it has been for two weeks for mail that He was sent. Brief.

Anyway, if leave Montreal means good news (to celebrate Christmas with their families, find the Croats again Marc Leclercq, etc. ...), leaving Montreal also means leaving all great games that are fact. If we thought we should bid farewell Saturday at our byebyebouffeparty, we are lucky, this Wednesday, to see our friends one last time at a meeting of preparation Christmas where we're invited.

The appointment is made for 20 hours at Mont-Royal to get to the Ice (standard for poutine which you have already spoken ). Since we are still ahead and we are fed up because every time one must wait in the cold, Chris and I left earlier to go shopping, decide to keep warm in the buttocks Starbucks St-Denis until 7:50 p.m. before going back underground. We find happiness with almost all the guys: the Ukrainian team, Jerome, Gwen and Angel, William, Dawn and Moumou and we started. Arrived at the restaurant, we expect more or less to be placed 3/4h. Thank you to Lorent who had thought book. This waiting time will be at least allowed Anabelle arrived.

Finally seated, we make our choice, 3 warriors are detached from the group. Ben, William and Angelo control is indeed a GREAT poutine. We still want to point out that these are the only three ladies together and that they had to prove their manhood. Finally, it is a theory like any other.

After some trouble with the (stupid) waitress, Gwen arrives at law enforcement and the accounts are closed. Angel still has almost got to have $ 10 but hey.

The meal goes well, the company is, as usual, very pleasant, and warriors, not wanting perdrent the opposite end somehow their plates.

You kiffe \u0026lt;3
(it is unclear Dawn, the fault of stupid waitresses!)

After the restaurant (23h anyway), the most courageous it will join the English beer vats while others return to their cozy little home. When the door of the apartment woke up when Christopher comes home, I get a picture of possum ladle. I'll never be sad.

This morning, between two lines of code, we titillons just our friend Jose.