Hey Spartan Controls. Eat a big fat D!! You effin' effers!!!!!!! Angela and I had gone to the Calgary Tower (her work gave us gift certificates (parenthesis in parenthesis? Is this Algebra?!!! Anyway, gift certs are currently our life blood) to go to the tower for dinner). Upon arriving, the whole mother effin' thing was closed off to a bunch of dumbass dumbasses. We got dressed up. Nowhere to go. Except to Nekkidvilled.