As promised, I’m running older “stalker” calls at 5:10 every day this and next week, and I’ll post ‘em here. This was call number three, from a BBQ of some kind

 BBQ Stalker Call

(keep in mind, this call came in nowhere near Canada Day)

Lynch and I are in the midst of a big fitness challenge at True Fitness Spa and Wellness. We’re just about halfway through the four month program, and now we’re trying to figure out how to humiliate the loser. Or as I like to call it: humiliate Lynch. We’re looking more for embarassment than pain or gross stuff. Maybe run down 17th at lunch-hour in an X92.9 thong? What do you think?