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To the wife who was caught in the act of sexual intercourse with her boss in our house with our baby boy asleep. You should be ashamed. And to her boss... thanks... in the long run I guess you did me a favor. You are supposed to be teaching elementary kids values in your respective employments WTF is that? —Very hurt and upset

My cousin is not just family, he's also a really good friend of mine, dating back to when we were both born about 30 years ago. He's the sweetest, most generous, hard working guy one could meet. He'd do anything for anyone! He'd treat any woman with the utmost respect and make her feel special every day. Yet, he can't seem to get a girlfriend to save his own mother's life. Why?

Because you single women of this town are stuck-up, shallow, materialistic brats who don't give my cousin the fucking time of day! The very few of you that actually agree to go on a date with him disappear into thin air shortly after. The rest of you just say no to any date period. He would have treated you like a queen, but I guess since he's not rich or he doesn't look like a Calvin Klein model, the answer is always NO for him.

And fuck you, to the girl who went out with him most recently. Ten measly minutes, that's all you spent with him. That's not near enough time to get to know someone! Shallow, shallow, shallow!!!

With his phenomenal personality, why else is he constantly being turned down besides money and looks? I'm sick of seeing him being rejected for these disgusting reasons. He deserves a world's better than all of you. Fuck you! —Best friends with my Cuz

Yelling "Get the the fuck off the sidewalk" to a biker, early in the morning, is like saying, "I am a miserable simpleton who wanted to be a cop, but couldn't pass the test". Quinpool rd is not safe for bikes. cars routinely go 70-80 kms/hr on a squeezed four lane road. I have been nearly hit multiple times on Quinpool, once by a delivery truck, once by a texting driver, once by an elderly man swerving right at me. I'm aware cycling on the sidewalk is against the rules. I always go onto the grass when passing walkers, slowly. With all of the problems on the roads, drunk drivers, texting drivers, drivers talking on cell phones, drivers who come within inches of cyclists because they don't care or know better, and an aging roadway, cyclists should be cut some slack for sometimes using sidewalks to get by dangerous sections of road. So, "Mr. Fuck you", stop being so miserable that you need to curse at strangers in the morning. Guess what, if you are angry at everything, your life is going to suck. Stop sucking. —cyclist

This is to the self centered bitch with the shiney Red Rain Slicker at a certian book store/trendy yuppy coffee shop... If you wear a jacket that is tight and allows your gargantuan tits to hang out with nipples peaking..don't get mad at the guy because he takes a look.... they're up there and out there as plain as day.... show some modesty or show them all.... they weren't that nice to start and am sure that the viens running the course of the milk mountian was thicker than the one in my knob...... —Eye full on an empty stomach

Who put tacks and nails in the new Windsor Street bike lanes ... fuck you. You could cause an incident involving a CAR and a person! H-E-L-L-O man slaughter! Is saving 1-10 seconds really worth it?

Think just for 2 seconds.... Assholes... —concerned cyclist

A big Fuck You to a certain Geriatric Assessment Unit here in Halifax, My Grandfather has been given 2 weeks to 2 months to live, up until about a week ago He was at home receiving care during the day and at night it was up to my grandmother, with help from family when possible, until it became too much for her to handle, with his aggresive behavior, having to give him meds, take him to use the washroom and roll him over. He is a 200 lb man and has dementia, Leukemia,emphysema and heart problems. So for those reasons he was admitted to this geriatric unit. Here is the list of bullshit this man has already gone through. They will not put him in palliative care because he is not sick enough..??? are you fucking kidding me He's Dying! I go to visit and a mouse runs out of his room. Hes sitting in a chair staring at the wall with his food tray keeping him in his chair. Not once did a nurse or staff come to check on him take blood pressure, vitals or what have you the few times I have been there. I asked them if someone could help him put on his PJ's because he was only in a Johnny and He was cold, the staff looked at me like I had two fucking heads and said we will get to it in a bit. He has been taking puffers 4 times a day everyday for 6 years for his emphysema and Since He has been in that place they haven't given them to him once. Another time My Aunt was visiting him who is an RN and completey disgusted by these assholes, asked the staff if they could help him up to Pee, she was told that its to difficult and He can go in his diaper they had put on him. Fucking pricks. He is going to die anyday now and they cant even give the man his dignity by making him shit and piss himself becuase they are to fucking lazy to get off their asses and do their jobs. Also I walked by the nurses station to get some water and I heard one of them on the phone, someone on the other end of the call must have asked what are you up to or whatever and she said "Oh nothing just doing a puzzle". You have time to do a fucking puzzle but You can't help this poor old man up to piss, thats not what your getting paid for you fucking bitch. Oh and now they want to charge my grandmother $22 a day to keep him in there. ? why? its not like anyone does there fucking job, The list goes on. Im going back today and Im fucking tearing them all a new one. they better have I big fucking security guard on today all I can say. —F.U A.L

Last night, my fav search engine refused to work for me unless I entered a Captcha code to verify the I was human and not a bot. It used some sort of lame excuse that it was getting suspicious activity from my network.

At first, I was going to enter the code, then I thought "

No." "No fucking way!" "

I don't give a shit about suspicious activity, that is their problem not mine. I know it is not my phone because when I switch my phone to wifi, the same captcha request was not required.

I used a different search engine. And, everytime I get a captcha request, I will use a different search engine. I hope you fellow bitchers join me on this one. —besides, they cant be trusted now that we know they are in bed with homeland security

I let you stay at my house for two weeks while I was away. You needed a place to stay and I needed someone to look over the house while i was gone. Seems like a fairly mutually beneficial arrangement, yes?

I get back after two weeks and find the following little gems in my house.

1. The house was filthy and caked in a layer of grease and grime. Dishes weren't washed, kitchen was dripping with spilled food and candy wrappers that you inexplicably dropped and just left there. Juice spilled on the floor was just sort of left there and tracked through because, whatever, fuck it.

2. Marshmallow was caked on my grandmother's antique table such that i had to destroy the surface to clean it off.

3. The little green compost bucket was filled without a liner, then left in the back yard, full, hidden behind a fucking rock.

4. The large compost bin in the front yard was filled with garbage, some in bags, some loose. (And may i just add at this point here that you never offered to fix this even though I have a rotator cuff injury and am now doing it myself. Anyone who has injured their rotator cuff can vouch for just how disabling it is.)

5. The cat litter hadn't been scooped ONCE IN TWO WEEKS. Just covered in newspaper and left to fester.

6. My cats' water was filthy. Can you not even bend your ass over and change a bowl of water?

And.. this is my favourite one.

7. THE STINK. I don't know if you just don't shower or what but the unholy, rotten stench of body odor left on all my furniture and permeating through the house was absolutely furious. I don't know if I'm ever going to get the furniture clean so now I have to live in stench because you can't keep yourself, or your surroundings clean. I don't know if it's health or hygiene and frankly I don't give a fuck. You reek and now my house reeks.

I guess I should have known the day before i got home when you were all like "Fuck man.. I have to clean......." - i should have known that it would be bad. You don't "clean" the DAY someone arrives back at a home that you promised to take care of. And I guess I should have known what to expect when, instead of cleaning up and just getting it done, you sat on facebook all day complaining about how you were having trouble "cleaning" because of a "headache".

Then! Ok? THEN, i get home and start cleaning up my scuzz-encrusted house and you SIT THERE AND WATCH ME. You sit on your ass and watch me clean up YOUR MESS. No offer to help, didn't even OCCUR to you.

Listen. You are an absolute pig. You are unable to maintain even a basic level of housework or hygiene. You don't have a job and yet you're too "tired" to take care of yourself. You have all fucking day to get off your lazy ass and get shit done. No more excuses. All you ever do is just shove excuses at people.

You didn't even have a toothbrush here man.. In two weeks you didn't have a toothbrush here. Come the fuck ON...

Never again will i come home to the unholy, christing stench-filled filth pit I came home to this time. You didn't even realize it was all that messy. I can't even begin to imagine how you were raised but in the real world, you do NOT freeload at someone's house for two weeks, leave it a filth pit and then watch them with glee as they clean it up.

Never again. When you come here in the future, you will be supervised or not at all—Your fucking slave, apparently

WTF happened to the blueberry filling in blueberry fritters? Used to be all blueberry goodness in every bite,,, now its all crappy dough and ONE dime sized splooge and thats it!!?!?! WTF,,, Can I order extra on the side now??? —Blue! Except my tongue!