sweaty & fed-up

DO ME! DO ME NOW! Joe, if you lose your teaching job over this [doubtful], know that you have a future in selling your sweaty jogging shorts online. Put me down for a pair.
OMG WANT WANT WANT

more on Joe Killoran:
http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/toronto/how-a-shirtless-jogger-got-frustration-off-his-chest-with-rob-ford/article19416121/
http://news.nationalpost.com/2014/07/01/you-dont-have-to-be-some-partisan-maniac-to-be-angry-with-this-mayor-shirtless-jogger-explains-why-he-heckled-rob-ford/
http://www.thespec.com/opinion-story/4595033-the-problem-of-overprotective-parents/
http://www.thestar.com/opinion/editorialopinion/2011/08/24/religion_or_equality.html

Location: East York, Toronto, ON, Canada

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