If you're not 19 in Canada, the only thing you can do is waiting for your birthday to come, or buy a fake ID. But once you're legal age... well actually you can do what a French guy does at 16.
So we celebrated David's birthday with a couple of buddies. And what's better for a birthday party than a bingo night. I know that sounds weird. Bingo is often seen as a granny activity, after knitting and before waiting for the night to come, but... with a little before -as we call that in France-, and still some drinks while doing it, bingo can have such a new interest.
Crazy night, I can remember Jackie (last picture) staring at me with her worried features; the LCBO cashier's smile when he recognized David as a 2 years customer; the beer all over the floor (& on my jeans) @ ceeps; the voice of the French-speaking shoarma (kind of kebab) cashier and... that's actually about everything.
Anyway, what our former parties were lacking was a bit of entertainment down the street. We fixed the problem by wandering from places to places until we eventually felt the cold, and as per usual got back to Dave's place for an happy ending.
Bon sinon, voici du gros son. Le clip est franchement démentiel.
So just enjoy while watching Chamillionaire:
http://fr.youtube.com/watch?v=7fk6W8YhI-s
