As I unfurled my paper and sipped my Starbucks iced tea lemonade at Richmond + Spadina, I heard the sound of sirens: Ree-rooo, ree-roo! Urban douchebag alert! Urban douchebag alert!
Holy crap. Methinks it's time to visit my parents soon and pop this bubble, at least temporarily... After all, deep down inside there must be a small part of me that doesn't mind being a douchebag.