Our salvation can be found with the Littlest Hobo. That dog just wandered around the metropolitan southern Ontario region just helping randos, from bums and hookers to wannabe football players.

I come on this site all I see is filth, from “Corvallis” relaying a story about Oronde Gadsden spit roasting a white woman to Ken Pinyan dying at the end of a horsecock. Or “h**** c******” directing is to a Kazakh website. Toilet. If we had the spirit of the Hobo we’d be so much better.