….and this time I won’t bother with my end of the conversation because it was just a rambling crazy call (from Toronto btw). All the crazy is not here because I only started writing it down halfway through.

“Write this email address down [he spelled it out several times]….if you look this up without the Facebook, you’ll see that I have three kids and six grandkids [he named them all]…look this email up and you’ll get all the information about me you need…you work in a bookstore so you must have high intelligence…look it up and you’ll see that I’m the legal Prime Minister of Canada, but I will not be recognized as such until the four Ukrainian families that own the NHL, the four families were taken hostage in 1987, including my mother, and I will not be recognized as the legal Prime Minister of Canada until the four families are set free. Show my email address to any treasonous bastard police officer in Winnipeg and you’ll find out…”

I hung up somewhere around here. Word on the street is that this dude will be running for Mayor of Toronto when Rob Ford is done.