Our family has a community garden plot in Dartmouth. We were so excited about our three tiny spaghetti squash. Not only would we get to enjoy practically free squash, but I wouldn't have to carry the heavy fruit home from the market. But you stole them! If it had been harvest time and the squash were ready and you were hungry, we'd be OK with that. They're not worth eating yet. You stole the pleasure of watching the fruits of our labour grow, as well as the potential to enjoy many good bowls of spaghetti. —Squashed

Hi students - pretty sure your apartments come with bathrooms. There's no need to come outside to take a piss on your neighbour's property. Ewww... no-one wants to watch or smell that. Please have some common decency and use the toilet. —Peggy Walt

What kind of brain must you have to deface your 20-something body & face with tattoos that will be fucking meaningless in a couple of decades? I totally understand a well-thought out tattoo that has a lifelong meaning to someone (such as a person surviving a serious illness) but the trash I see emblazoned these days are as meaningful as the ass cheeks of a Kardashian. Don't these silly little wonks ever think of the big picture? —Your Tattoos Are Fucking Hideous, Especially The Tear Drops

Post my bitch, you fuck faces!!! I didn't write it for the good of my health! I want to be heard!!! —Do Your Job Once and a While, Asshole!!!

Why, oh, why do you tease me, so? I drive through the same intersections regularly (Young/Windsor, Dutch Village/Alma-Titus), usually at about the same times each day. Sometimes I get an advanced flashing green, sometimes I don't. I get to the intersection well before the light changes, so I know I'm on time. I sit there, looking at the huge line of oncoming traffic and waiting to see your sweet green arrow flashing, beckoning me through the intersection like a VIP at a club lineup. Sometimes you let me in, sometimes you don't. Why are you so cruel? —Hali Driver

I always believed there is good in everyone. Then I met you, we fell in love, we got pregnant and now you want nothing to do with me. What man has sex unprotected with his girlfriend over and over, gets her pregnant and then just acts like she is evil because she morally does not want to have an abortion? Now I find myself pregnant and alone. I'm realizing how many people this actually happens to. I never got pregnant to try to keep you. What the hell am I getting from you? I was blinded by wanting love so badly, that I actually believed you were a kind human being. How quickly things have changed. Just when I thought I learned my lesson about douchebags—wham!!! Stupid me, gets fooled again. You are not god’s gift to women. How I could be honest and make you look like a fool? You are doing a great job on your own, looking like the loser that you are. —Fooled Again 


Halifax “used” to be the second-cleanest city in Canada after Victoria B.C. And now appears to me to be the filthiest city. So sad “some” people can`t use a garbage can within four or five steps away, but instead have to throw their trash on the sidewalk, street or a grassy area (be it private or commercial property). Signs stating a fine of $350 are posted, but never enforced. Obviously pride and respect for our city has gone by the wayside and your trash is on the curbside. —The Hater of Litter

What is up with clothing stores that have mirrors outside, rather than inside, their changing rooms? I'm certainly not a fan of this selling tactic. —Self-Conscious Shopper

To the mindless couple, who clearly lacked any common sense, and let their two large dogs (a golden retriever and a white terrier mix) roam the Common off-leash:  LEARN HOW TO BE IN CONTROL OF YOUR PETS IF YOU'RE GOING TO WALK THEM OFF-LEASH IN A PUBLIC SPACE!!!!!!! And don't just tell me “We do it anyways,” when I point out that you are not supposed to walk dogs off-leash in the city. Instead, apologize for your dogs CHARGING AT MINE AND LETTING THEM SNAP AT EACH OTHER. And it's not the animals fault; it's their mindless humans' lack of common sense. SCREW YOUR HEAD ON! —Angry Pitbull Owner

The downtown bars are closing. It's 3am on a Friday, Saturday or Sunday. You're walking home with your friends—perhaps to the townhouses halfway down Duncan Street. The street looks dark and deserted, as if you're the only ones here—but inside all of those houses are your neighbours. We can hear your voices and everything you're saying. Why? Because our front bedrooms are only 20 feet away from the sidewalk and you just woke us up. Are we annoyed? You bet we are. You may not have to get up at 7am, but we do. —Your Neighbours