Welcome to the warped world of the "Weed Killer." Albert Champion was a dedicated weed killer, but he wasn't a lawn care specialist or a gardener as one might suspect. He was a serial killer who, during one hot summer, descended onto the busy, peaceful streets of Toronto, Canada. His mission? Eradicate the vagrants, the homeless moochers who despoiled by their very presence the beauty of his beloved city. "They're just weeds," he proclaimed. "Stinking, stifling weeds. The sooner they are killed off and scattered, the sooner the city will revitalize itself and blossom anew. I'm tired of the...
Welcome to the warped world of the "Weed Killer." Albert Champion was a dedicated weed killer, but he wasn't a lawn care specialist or a gardener as o...
Harold Langevin spent his entire life in the remote northern Ontario town of Biscotasing. To Harold and his friends, especially his life-long chum, Baldy St.Lawrence, Biscotasing was paradise. In Bisco you could get by on a part time job, occasional pogey, and year round poaching. No one had a mortgage, needed a driver's licence, had insurance or paid taxes. Women were few and far between and easily forgotten. As Baldy so eloquently explained: "I'd rather hold a bottle of wine. Wine don't cost so much. It keeps you warmer, and when you're done with it you can just throw it away. It don't ask...
Harold Langevin spent his entire life in the remote northern Ontario town of Biscotasing. To Harold and his friends, especially his life-long chum, Ba...