As much as she forgives the continuing adolescent behaviour, your actions these past months have only reinforced that you are still an asshole of the highest order. Fuck you for opening up old wounds because it suited your plan. Fuck you for being a cold-ass bastard. Fuck you for not showing the slightest bit of human decency. Don't worry jackass, if I see you around I be saying this to your face. -Not A Fan

OK, so what's with that house on Agricola between Woodill and Harris that REEKS of pee? Is the inside of the house such a cesspool of filth that it emanates onto the street? Or is it the outside of the house? Do, like, 100 people urinate onto the front steps every night? Because that is the only way it could smell that strongly. I don't know what the cause is, but it sure is nasty. -P.P. La Pew

Blinkers are not optional! -Get With It, Halifax

To the jackass in the giant SUV turning left onto Ochterloney from Pine Street: You almost hit me as I was turning left onto Pine on my bicycle, then shouted profanities and asked me to perform fellatio on you. Are you upset because I had the right of way, or because you are so lonely you have to ask random guys on the street to go down on you? I hope you found someone cuddle with, idiot. -Dartmouth Biker

Which one of you stole a chunk of my Star Wars collection? Come clean, dipshit! -I want to suck Darth Vader dry

Time's ticking for the sleaziest business owner on Oxford Street. Two cases of fraud are closing in on you and I'll be testifying for both. I'm not sure what the penalty for two cases of fraud over $5,000 is, but I'm looking forward to finding out. It's about time someone stood their ground and treated you like the sleazebag bloated sociopath you are, and that you finally are exposed as Halifax's most reprehensible business owner. Copy that? -Whistleblowing Ex-Employee

I was looking forward to my microwaveable large butter chicken casserole at work today. Our office lunch room only has so many microwaves and they are always being used at lunch. There's also a conventional oven that rarely gets used. So I popped my butter chicken in the oven an hour before lunch since it called to cook that long in an oven. Twelve o'clock rolls around, and I walk in to my meal sitting half-cooked on the counter and replaced by some asshole's frozen pizza cooking in the oven. On top of my butter chicken was a note saying "use the microwave"! Asshole, I put my shit in the oven so I wouldn't take up 20 mins hogging the microwave when there's always someone using them! The oven gets used like once a month. And fucking hello, my food was in there first! Wait your fucking turn! Thanks a lot, I had to wait for a turn at one of the microwaves and by the time I was able to get one and cook my meal, lunch was over. I only got to eat a few bites of it, which was soggy and funny tasting, the oven makes this TV dinner so much better. Fuck you, inconsiderate asshole. -ButterChicken Lover

To the guy who ogled the chick walking up the road this afternoon at South Street and Robie: You were working on the house there on the corner. Sick. You actually stepped out in to traffic to keep her behind in view, saying god knows what to her making the "hey come back here" motions with your hands and head. NIce douchestrap too. Poor girl. I'm a guy and I can't imagine hooting and hollering at anyone walking by me. How rude. You're gross. As if.

Query, to all the straight men out there: Does this type of behaviour ever work? Has anyone actually stared at a chick's ass for five minutes while she walked away from you only to be rewarded by her coming back and fucking you? There must be some kind of incredible re-enforcement for this type of behaviour for gross men everywhere to keep doing it. -Gross

I was parallel parking on Blowers Street in Halifax yesterday, into a metered spot. There were no cars coming or going. I put on my blinker to back up. I go slow when backing up. Then I heard a scream. Some woman decided to cross the road where I was backing up. She was not in a crosswalk. My vehicle beeped when she walked behind me, so I knew she was there, but she told me to "watch where you are going." I wish she had stopped and had given me her name, as there is a nice fine for people who don't think about road safety. Crosswalks are there for a purpose. Please don't think it's your right to walk in front of or behind a car. They are bigger and heavier than you and I don't want my vehicle winning that kind of fight. People need to be careful, as the traffic in Halifax is busy and drivers now need eyes everywhere, as some people don't think! That lady, whoever you are, is you—you didn't think! -Safety First

Crosswalks are just that—places you cross the road safely. Not for jogging, running or riding your bike. I'm glad to see someone got fined for jogging across a crossWALK, as you put yourself in danger and sometimes you can learn from the actions of others. I'm glad the jogger was not seriously hurt, and I'm also glad the police recognized that drivers sometimes don't have the time they need to stop. So, please don't run, jog or ride your bike across crossWALKS—please walk and be safe. -A Safe Driver, Walker and Jogger