Alistair Brisbourne
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Couch Editor
First year on staff
Class of 2003

I was brought into the world in Milton Keynes General Hospital, Milton Keynes England. I was born a Brit and always a Brit, no matter what others think. I lived in Milton Keynes until I was six. My father’s job moved us across the pond into the serene little city of Manotick, Ontario just after my sixth birthday. The cold weather and the strange new words much like, garbage instead of bin was unusually frustrating. After five years, I slowly learned how to stay warm and be understood when making simple comments. Of course that wasn’t it, I moved again. This time I moved to the fast moving, much less understandable city of Montréal. Not only could this city get under your skin normally because of the French vs. English attitude, but we happened to move just in time for the Referendum. After millions of brain cells and about half the hair on your head, Chrétien won (the more English side). After going to game after game of seeing the cities poor excuse for a baseball teams get thrashed, it became understandable why hockey was so popular.

 Another change in job by my dad prompted another move. This time, for the first time, I moved to America. The city was a quaint town called Cary, a nice little town that seems to grow faster in population than rabbits. It almost seems like a little northern city dropped smack dab in the middle of the beautiful, almost famous North Carolina countryside. As far as my little bio goes, if I offended anyone, I am sorry.

“Anyone who ever said ‘easy as taking candy from a baby’ has never actually tried”

 “Da whizite boyz in da hood”