What I would do for a Klondike Bar
Posted on April 18, 2005
Punch you in the face?
Bark like a dog, then punch you in the face.
Not a whole lot. Having never had a Klondike Bar I would be hesitant to "do something" for one, though the idea that others would preform some sort of task other then paying for a Klondike Bar does make them more appealing. That said, I wouldn't go out of my way.
Hold you and your colleagues hostage on the 20th floor of the Internal Affairs headquarters until the truth comes out showing I was framed for the murder of my partner as well as pension fund embezzlement.
Go down to the corner store and buy one. About $1.50 or so sounds reasonable.
"Records searched by historian and author J. G. MacGregor indicate that about 1560 gold seekers passed through Edmonton in 1897/1898. Of these, about 775 tried the Klondike Trail through Fort Assiniboine and over the Swan Hills. Of these, 160 reached the Yukon, 580 turned back or stayed in the area, and 35 died on the Trail. Records show that about 4000 horses left Edmonton for the Yukon on the overland trail. Only half reached Peace River, and not one reached the Yukon. Many of these horses died on the trail over the Swan Hills, and a hill near Deer Mountain was said to be white with horse bones." - The Klondike Trail Society.
Mmmm, who wants an ice cream?
Eat runny eggs in slow motion. I've always wanted to write that, and this seemed like the best opportunity I was going to get.
Stick needle in eye. Preferably not my own.
Set fire to an orphanage. Klondike Bar? Sorry, I thought you said [inaudible]. How embarrassing.
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