As previously mentioned, today was yet another rainy Vancouver day, which, incidentally is my favourite kind of day. Not so good for taking photographs mind you. In an effort to compensate for the rain, I felt that it might help the entertainment value of these posts to begin to refer to myself in the third person. Henceforth, I shall only refer to myself as the Ordo. You may also do so.
Today the Ordo felt hunger and thus sought sustenance. The Ordo enjoys supping on the fine burgers of the White Spot, a classic restaurant of the British Columbia region, home of the "World Famous Triple-O Burger".
If the White Spot wishes to sponsor the Ordo to a lifetime of Triple-O burgers, they may feel free to contact the Ordo's people.
Hunger having been satiated, the Ordo remembered the challenge laid down by Ms. TG to an Ass-Off. Well let me tell you, the Ordo knows how to work an Ass-Off. First the Ordo walked one way down Robson street, his ass behind him.
Then the Ordo walked back, his ass still behind him.
The Ordo knows that in order to maintain a firm bottom, one must exercise. Stairs can prove very useful in this pursuit. Note: the Ordo had to hike up the Ordo's jacket in order to more fully display the Ord-erierre in this shot. The keen observer will also note that the Flat Head 3001's have very clean unadorned back pockets, unlike the gaudy painted pockets on some denim.
In a final salvo for the day's Ass Battle, the Ordo crossed the main shopping street in Vancouver, Robson Street, stopped in the middle, hiked up the jacket once again, stuck out his left buttock and pointed the left Ordo index finger at the aforementioned buttock, much to the amusement of the people in the SUV waiting at the light (and seen reflected in the store window).
The Ordo awaits Ms. TG's response.
THE END
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