Dude with flag

Quite a few years ago, I was at a rave in Regina, long after everywhere else had stopped putting them on. We thought we'd go for a lark, but it was nasty; puke all over the Ukrainian centre's floor, 13 year olds on speed, fun stuff like that. Anyway, it was Canada Day, and this guy with coke-bottle glasses and bad teeth had painted a Canadian flag onto his face, and had one tied around his neck as a cape. He kept on running around, slipping in puke, yelling, "I'm Mr. Canada!" Everyone thought he was a huge loser, and I ended up having a smoke with him in the alley. He just jabbered on incoherently,the red and white paint swirling together and dripping down his neck. Anyway, I hope this blog doesn't turn into an online version of him. I'm starting to feel like Ms. Canada, running around with a flag on my back. But on less amounts of methamphetamine.