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With
this Issue's Special Guest Host Mr.T
Dear Donny,
I've been suping-up my Chevy Nova for the past eight years,
and the engine
is really starting to haul some major 'A', but my racing buddy
Dominic seems
to think I don't have the machismo to compete at the Scarborough
Suburban
Street Scene level (Quadruple S). Dominic caught me sleeping
in my Señor
Frogs T-shirt last week and he called me a pussy. Despite my
arguments that
Señor Frogs offers authentic Mexican Cuisine in a unique,
friendly & spacious atmosphere, he assured me that it was
a haven for pussies and pencil-neck geeks. Donny, I'm confused.
I saw Mr. T at a Señor Frogs on Spring Break '87 in Coconut
Grove Florida. Is Dominic calling Mr. T a pussy? Is Señor
Frogs for pussies? And what exactly is this 'machismo'?
Signed,
Grant Ergenstein
Scarborough, ON
Grant Sucka,
Razor Dominic Ramon gonna feel helluva pain! Señor Frog
serves the good greens. Now eat your greens! Nachismo? Great
snack. Stay in school.
-Mr.T |
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Dear Donny,
I'm one credit away from graduating with my Masters Degree in
Environmental Science. I've got a chance to work abroad for
the Royal Holloway Institute for Environmental Research in London,
but I've also got a steady boyfriend here in town and a chance
to work for the city in a water treatment plant. I really think
I could make a difference if I went overseas as the research
team seems really progressive and passionate, but I love Darren
and the plant does offers a semi-decent wage. What should I
do?
Signed,
Maggie
via fax
Stay in school.
-Mr.T |
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Dear Donny,
I love gold chains. I can't help it. I want to wear more and
more at upwards of one hundred pounds of plates, rope chains, medallions, &
bracelets to
give my fly gear the extra panache it needs to thrill and dazzle
the ladies
(men too). But don't think I'm overly materialistic, because
I also run
various youth centres for inner-city children who don't have
the proper
alternatives to drugs and gangs. I try to be like a father to
them. However,
I'm worried that these kids might get the wrong idea about their
father-figure (me) when I show up pimped out in over $300 000
worth of gold paraphernalia. Do you think I'm sending these
youngsters the wrong message about life? I never mention my
gold; rather, I frequently dispense words of wisdom about having
a balanced diet and the importance of an education.
Signed,
Jeffrey Karlsberg
Vancouver, B.C.
Jeffrey,
Sounds like you stayed in school.
Keep eatin' them greens & keep up the good work.
-Mr.T |
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