On Saturday evening Grimm picked me up and went to Whiskey for ... well you know why we go to whiskey. After about 2 hours we decide to leave, because Bashtard didn't show up. On our way out Grimm called him and found out that he just got there and was at the front door. Well us already being outside and not wanting to go in and possibly pay another entry fee started thinking what to do. Well they were doing most of the thinkng (Steve was there too). All I wanted to do is go home, since earlier that day I had suffered a knee injury and was barely able to walk. Decission was made. They wanted to go downtown to eat some burritos from Burrito Boys. I asked Grimm to give me a ride home(since didn't feel like walking any more) but he refused to do so saying that I must try these burritos. Having no choice I agreed to go with them, but I did warn Grimm that if I won't be able to get out of bed the next morning, then I will be cursing his ass off. Anyways, we got downtown, killed myself walking about one block, but then these burritos were worth the walk (well the walk only, not the pain). I would recommend this place to everyone. (BURRITO BOYS (120 Peter, at Richmond, 416-593-9191)). It's in a little shithole basement, but the food is just awesome. After the burritos, we called it a night. Grimm gave me a ride back home and that was it for me. Put some ice on my knee and then went to sleep :).