Dear Mouth,
In the future, please let Brain catch-up, and assess your comments before you make them. Thanks!
Love,
Bakker
Dear Mouth,
In the future, please let Brain catch-up, and assess your comments before you make them. Thanks!
Love,
Bakker
Dear Random Stranger That Parked His Identical Mini-van Next To Mine,
Your remote key-fob wasn’t really controlling both of our vehicles at the same time, I was standing a few cars over with my remote pushing the same buttons as you were pushing on yours. I have to tell you, it was the most fun that I have had for a while. The best part was when you brought your wife over to show her and I stopped. She will never believe you.
Thanks for the entertainment!
Love,
Bakker
Dear Elusive Spider In My House,
If you must keep biting me, can you at least pass some Spider Super Powers on to me please?
Thanks!
Love,
Bakker
I went for a drive down to the Toronto Waterfront with BAEgelAndCheese the other day, it is beautiful as ever… but it sure is getting crowded! I must say though, for 184 years old, Toronto sure is looking good!
He did it, he tried to cover it up, it didn’t work…so Bakker sang about it 😉
Hey!… Thanks for checking out Bakker.ca…. We are under renovation right now…please check back soon; Its gonna be AWESOME!!!!
There’s been some stir in the media lately after three young women riding their bicycles on a lonely road, in the dark, while topless, were pulled over by a police officer, and told that they had to put their shirts back on….inorite! (sorry if you are not hip to inorite… as mr. auto correct here seems not to be)
In fact, the ladies did not have to put their shirts back on, as it is perfectly legal for a woman to go topless in Ontario, and has been for some time. It’s just that the cop didn’t know. It’s not his fault, he was probably about 10 years old when women won the right to be bare-breasted in public around here, and the battle of the boob was nowhere near his young radar. So as he grew to be a cop, he enforced the law based on the societal principle he was raised with; boobs are taboo, and should be covered -up in public. Hence, it is important to bring awareness to the right to bear breast to that officer, and the many like him who (through no fault of their own, are unaware that we are cool with boobs in Ontario! I propose The Million And One Boob March. It’s an uneven number because not everyone has two; birth, sickness, or surgery can cause someone to have just one boob, or three, and that’s OK, This is about being proud of our boobs, and ourselves, no matter what we look like, or what gender we are, and feeling the sunshine and the wind and rain on our bodies and being free!…and realising that women everywhere have the right to go topless, and should if they wish. And guys have to realise that just because a girl has her top off it doesn’t mean she wants sex, or wants you to leer at her, or wants you to whistle, or yell stuff at her; be polite dammit!…that could be your sister or mom. Nipples outnumber people two to one, we have to learn to respect them as natural body parts, and not sexualize them in public. They should be celebrated not covered up!
The Million And One Boob March! The line starts below…
Dear God,
Thank-you. Thank-you for a great friend. Thanks for all of the wisdom, the personal, and professional advice that he gave me, and so many others. Thank-you for letting me be the one that he called in the middle of the night to ask me to break into his house and retrieve the phone number that he wasn’t even supposed to have. Thank-you for the rooftop sessions…especially the one when we had no idea that we were standing beside the air-intake shaft for the building. Thank-you for LOFT-FM. Thank-you for the perplexed look on the boss’ face when the guy at the top of the station’s totem pole asked to cover the guy at the bottom of the station totem pole’s Board Operating shift so that he wouldn’t miss his kid in the school play…I guess the boss hadn’t yet realized what a humble and kind guy he had working for him. Thank-you for sending your Angel with two “L”s to look after him. Thank-you for all of the laughs and smiles. Thank-you for Kerry Gray.
I’ll see you in Rock & Roll Heaven Kerry, and if they won’t let me in, come and meet me around the back door for a minute, you owe me one of those……remember?
I love you Kerry, I can’t wait to hear you say “Hey Buddy” again.
Love,
John