I was wandering around Chapters the other day, looking for some good reading material to pass away the Easter weekend if the rain clouds didn’t go away. After pushing through the overpriced knick knacks they sell, tables brimming with someone’s idea of a best seller and Larry the employee’s favourite picks, I somehow ended up in the teen section.
Chapters has confirmed that the mock vampire phenomenon that tweens drink up like Red Bull, has spread like fleas on the backs of rats during the plague, and infected our young. If you haven’t already read my rant about this, check out Disco Balls with Teeth.
Living Like A Boss 