Scarborough Wildlife

I look out my window at 11pm to see Ryan throwing peice of popcorn into the lawn. His arms puts a lot of effort into it, but they don't really go anywhere. "Damn pop-corn, it just doesn't fly."
Ryan is trying to feed a rabbit. It looks sort of funny from my angle on the second floor.
"Yo, this is so crazy" he says.
"What, a rabit?"
"In the wild."
"No big deal."
"James, you're from Wiarton, I'm from Toronto."
I guess Ryan has a point.

All I want is some beef stew.