Name: Myk (a.k.a.: The Big Myk)

Age: 26                  Sex:Tuesday works
Eyes: Blue             Hair: Migrating
Height: 5'8"           Length: THIIIS long!
Birthplace: T.O.   Sign: Aries
DRINK ME!
This is Me and What I'm All A'boot!
"I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather... Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car"  - Will Shriner
Good morning folks! This section will explore who, what, when, where and why I am.

I think therefore I is: If you want to know who I am (i.e.: my vitals), keep on scrollin' baby...

The biggest problem plaguing society: MULLETS... what the hell is wrong with you people? Seriously. Either cut it short or grow it long! It goes against everything science and nature has brought us up to believe. The ONLY exception (and I cringe when I say exception) is if you play hockey... that's it!

The most traumatic moment: In 1983, when I was only 2 years old, on my birthday in-fact, I got a tractor that I could sit on and pedal. It was big and made out of blue, red and yellow plastic. I loved it! Then some bastard thought it would be cute to steal it from me. Thanks asshole! So, if you happened to be in the neighbourhood of Lakeshore Blvd. and 10th St. on the afternoon of April 3rd, 1983, and you stole my tractor; I hope someone sucks out your eye and skull fuck's you!

The BEST city on Earth: What is the best city on Earth you ask? MONTREAL! I have been there 8 times thus far; once a year, every year, since I turned 18. Montreal can be described in 4 words: "Disneyland for the hands!". Those of you who know... YOU KNOW! Montreal is where I want to go when I retire so I can spend my remaining days ingesting viagra at Club Super Sexe and die a happy man.

The BIG BANG: It should (but not really) be made public knowledge that at 8 years of age I had the opportunity to attend a birthday party and while there, swing on some balloons attached to a chandalier. This resulted in the chandalier detaching from the ceiling and falling on my head! This incident may explain the reason why I am the way I am today.

Well that barely covers
who, what, when, where and why I am. Keep searchin' to learn more... I know you're giong to anyways!
BEER - My journey with beer began when I was 15, walking down Yonge St. with my buddy, when seemingly out of nowhere a sketchy looking man jumped out in front of us from a shady looking doorway and mumbled loudly "You boys wanna see some pussy?!".

     Naturally we were curious, so we followed the man into an establishment known as
Downtown (as indicated by the flickering red neon light). As soon as we stepped through the door, the realization hit us like a bolt of lightning... "sweet jesus, we're in a strip club!". More T&A than a strapping young lad like myself could handle, or know what to do with.

    We seated ourselves at (what is commonly referred to as)
perverts or sniffers row. Our waitress arrived and asked "What will you boys be drinking tonight?". Having limited knowledge and experience with beer, my buddy asked what they had available. We both opted for a Labatt Blue. My first real beer at my first real strip club!

     That was truely a night of firsts, but definetly not a night of lasts. I continue to frequent the
strip clubs and enjoy a refreshing Labatt Blue with my buddies as we gaze with wide wonder at the booty shaking in front of us.

On a sadder note,
Downtown has long since been raided and shut down due to underage drinking...
HOCKEY - I, like many others, consider myself to be a fan of the Leafs... a circumstantial fan who only becomes interested and starts watching and paying attention to their games in and around play-off time. I'll be the first to admit that they do indeed suck, however, I'll also be the first to say that they are the best team in the NHL. I've been to two games thus far: one at the Gardens, and one at the ACC.

    The first game I was fortunate enough to watch from the comfort of a private box. As I was sitting in the leather chair (listening to my piss drunk dad yelling at the team), I thought to myself: I have the best seat in the house, and yet I am still watching the game from the TV monitor above me... what the hell?!

     The second game I got my ass kicked by $12.50 beers; so much so, that I don't even remember the 3rd period, let alone even leaving the arena. I do, however, know that I consumed a hot dog at some point, as indicated by the mustard stains I found on my shirt and pants the next morning when I came-to.

Nevertheless, I had an awesome time at both games. If you ever get the opportunity to check out a live game,
go! And yes, they did lose both games.
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