The time Grayson & I met Captain Jack Sparrow
In honour of the trailer to Pirates of the Caribbean 2 coming out... and looking really cool by the way... I have decided to regale the blogverse with a tale of bewildering excitement, missing trouser-pants, etc...
Oh, and the time Grayson and I met Captain Jack Sparrow - Pirate Extraordinaire...
Two winters back, when we were young men, Grayson and I ventured to Kensington Market in search of crazy clothes and cheeses... Sadly, at the time I failed to find a new leather trenchcoat, and Grayson failed to find some trouser-pants to cover his chicken legs. The market was fun, and we found a few things...
However, when Grayson and I arrived at the busses at 5 o'clock, to find that one had left at 4:50 and the next one was 5 hours away... Suffice to say, that's a long time to waste wandering around Toronto in the cold. We began to bust into random hotels to see what they were like, and were surprised to find a bunch of people dressed as elves wandering around.
Turns out there was a Lord of the Rings convention going on, so we just strolled in without paying, and began having security guards taking our pictures with characters.
For some reason there was a fellow dressed as Captain Jack Sparrow there. Not only was his costume flawless, but he had the voice and mannerisms down cold!! That guy was awesome...
If the image looks odd, its because the security guard put his thumb over Grayson, which is a shame... So I just edited another Grayson I had over himself... BEHOLD IT!!!
3 Comments:
Its funny you made a post about you and Mano in Kensington because we were there yesterday and he told a few stories about these times with you. :)
This was truly a memorable day, as is evidenced by Shabudabu's previous post!
When I first visited the blog today and saw that picture, I was like 'Wow, that's not a bad picture at all. I don't know why I didn't put that one up!?! Then reading further I realized I've been underestimating the photo manipulation skills of my glumest of chums.
Which might also explain all those pictures you have of me standing under tropical waterfalls. It all starts to make sense . . .
Hahahaha...
Indeed...
Wait you went to kensington without me?!? You bastard!!!
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