I just don't get you. Why would you flush your applicator? Are you also flushing your kids' diapers? Or your cutlery and plates when you are done eating? And why do you still buy plastic applicators when there are cardboard ones available? The other day my two-year-old daughter put a "pretty" pink applicator in her mouth while playing at the beach, not knowing that this thing has already seen the inside of a woman's vagina. How gross is that? (Seriously, do they really have to be pink?) GROW UP and take on some responsibility for your environment. I am not a Canadian citizen but I love the beauty of this country and it makes me sad and angry to see all these tampon applicators washed up on the shore (not to mention Tim Hortons cups...). -Angry Applicator Hater

Ever wonder why the guys you want don't want you back? Ever wonder why the type of guys who DO want you are just average-looking or less? You bitch about this all of the time and complain about still being single at 36. Yes, I get it, people typically choose mates of relatively equal levels of physical attractiveness and I understand you want someone on par with you in the looks, but you are not nearly as pretty as you think you are. You're not ugly, but you're not good- looking either, just AVERAGE! The guys you label as 'equal' or 'on your level' actually look quite a bit better than you. And the guys you think are not even in the same league as you are actually the ones in your range and probably who you should be aiming for! If you'd realize that you're only a five and not an eight, you might be a lot happier and maybe even break this cycle of being single. -Your Blunt Reality Check

In the 80s a select few of us did this to freak out little old ladies and shake things up. Today, little old ladies have multiple piercings and and people who dress like little old ladies are more fun. -Is That A Piercing In Your Penis, or Are You Just Happy To Be The Centre of Attention

Hey panhandler who is dressed in better and hipper clothes than I am wearing: If I give you a loonie, would you give me your hand-me-downs after you grow out of them? I want to wear hip and expensive clothes too. -Peek-a-Hipster

I love my mother and the females in my life, but I like to think that their titties don't flash like headlights with the high beams on. I know hard work will not guarantee riches but I do know it's part of the real world. I appreciate the expression using the English language and not slang. A slang word is here one day and gone the next. I appreciate peaceful people who are nice and smile, not the selfish phony "gotta get mine" nonsense. Sorry Rap Music, I'm not buying your BS philosophies. You infect the most manipulatable among us and leave behind Justin Bieber-like sensibilities. Please go out of style soon. -Country Music Listening Boy

I realize you are from a generation in which it was considered acceptable to call blacks “those people,” and to make disparaging comments about them, but this is 2014. Just because someone has a last name that you assume implies his race, it’s not OK to say “well of COURSE he hasn’t done (insert whatever you think he should have done), he’s one of THOSE people, and we all know how shiftless they are.” -Glad I Don't Work There

I'm trying to play strip Literati with my girl on Yahoo and the game is down. Looks like warm PJs will stay on tonight. -Buzz

These potholes are making me thirsty! -Costanza

What happened to all the real men? You think growing a beard and dressing like a lumberjack makes you a real man? You're all the same, probably followed every trend out there since you can remember and will continue to follow every trend because you lack any sense of self and the ability to generate your own thoughts. A real man doesn't need to be told how to act, look, dress. Figure it out you fools! To quote from Beard Aficionado:

"The beard has turned into the padded bra of masculinity. Sure it looks sexy, but whatcha got under there? There's a whole generation running around looking like lumberjacks, and most of you can't change a fucking tire."

Bearded fools! Grow a pair! -Lady Part

I am not a telemarketer. I am a quality control officer confirming your receipt of a delivery. I am not trying to sell you something—you already bought it. I am not allowed to leave you a message—what if the package you received was a surprise gift, or the contents were private? I call several hundred numbers a day, so when you see my number on your caller ID and call me back, I will probably not be able to remember that specific call. Give me a minute for gawdssake. Just answer the freaking phone, and if you don't know the number and there was no message left, why sweat it? -People Are Weird