If you're too lazy and inconsiderate to read the following than you can just skip it, but dont expect anything special back from us. Go on then, cut to the chase
It all started way back when the cows danced in the moonlight and the frogs didnt know which end was up. Two people, known only as Rebecca (or Becky, for that matter) and Heather met at a Kelloggs skateboarding competition. Even today, you can find them along with Tony the Tiger rippin' up the cornflakes as Tony calls it in downtown Comox. Things havent changed since then. Although they have become hardcore Hanson fans, their skills are even better. Ollying barefoot is one of Heathers best tricks, although she prefers a more serious look at life. Rebecca is most often found in the angel parking, working into the wee hours of the morning doing what she does best. Don't let the smell stop you, only a true trooper could do it how she does it. But back to the main story... only a few short months ago, Heather lost her oldest son in Comox. He had an identity problem, insisting that his "daddy" was not on the bus... No one ever understood that boy and its a shame he and his spiderman "skateboarder shorts" as he liked to call them, are gone. He will be greatly missed. Rebecca on the other hand, had more ups than downs this hockey season, even through the thickest of the seaweed, she was able to make it to the bay entrance like most cp1's do, without being seen by the infamous "watchdog". Speaking of "watchdogs" we'd like to throw a shout out to the dog formerly known as amputee. It too will be greatly missed by the entire Tony Team. Amputee was unfortunately lost in a tragic car accident, what could a poor dog do with only 2 legs? What a shame...
On a lighter note, (hehehe get it? lighter note, hehehehe)we'd like to take you to the real reasons this page was made. "Cut the crap, Heather" as most would say. Others taking a more vulgar route... Here we go....
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