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Posted
on Wed, Apr 23, 2014 at 11:02 AM
There is a nice playground on Chebucto across from some sketchy housing. There were two old condoms in the gravel in the middle of the playground this evening. They looked like they'd been there a very long time. We were just there for a few minutes and I had my hands full with a two-year-old but I don't know why someone working at the school wouldn't have had them picked up by now. Also, if you're having sex on children's playground equipment don't leave your condoms there. Please. Also, I have no idea what school it is or I would have emailed them directly. -Dodging Dog Crap Is Bad Enough
Posted
on Tue, Apr 22, 2014 at 2:34 PM
Dear brother,
I haven't spoken to you in years but I heard from reliable sources AKA mutual friends and family members that you take the time to publicly bash me whenever possible. Sorry I was a douche to you when I was 15...we're both in our late 20s now, get over it.. All that brewed hatred, no wonder you've never been in a relationship.
Hope you are well. -Billy C
Posted
on Tue, Apr 22, 2014 at 2:32 PM
To the person who left a note on my car at the dog park reading "sorry I hit your car, shouldn't have parked so close": No you sir should learn how to drive. I was not parked close to anyone, and we fully extended all four doors of the car to get me, my sister and my two dogs out of the car. So there's no way I was close to you. Don't blame me for your poor driving, and next time if you're going to leave a note at least leave a phone number so I can call your ass and tell you exactly how much of an asshole you are. You're lucky there was no damage. -I Was The Black Intrepid, So Not Cool
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on Mon, Apr 21, 2014 at 11:22 AM
To the nasty, horrible, ghastly, dyed-red creature who regularly shops in Spryfield: You smell like 1,000 sewers. You obviously know this, as you've claimed to be offended by the Halls that service people pop in self-defense while suffering your presence. Often in the company of an older woman, your mother (a jackal?) or a social worker, in need of a career change, STAT, you smell like ass, and should remove yourself from public notice immediately. if this is some kind of social experiment, the public should be compensated for our forbearance. Take a bath! -A Long-Suffering Nose-Breather
Posted
on Mon, Apr 21, 2014 at 11:22 AM
Enjoy spending the rest of your life trying to forge a personality out of all your miserable lies. -IALWAYSKNEWABOUTMYGLASSES
Posted
on Mon, Apr 21, 2014 at 11:20 AM
We just met really. I moved into your building. As a neighbour or "shoulder"(tbd), I've listened to you complain about how you have to wake your "asshole" kid up for 5am so you can get ready to go oversee kids for a job at 730am. What? Then today you told me when his dad picks him up every second weekend, you not only scream and swear in front of your son to stress the ex out, to want him to stop going anymore I assume (to which end I can only imagine from your psychotic imagination) you also feed the kid candy and Timmys first. It hurts no one but your son! And thanks to you for just now telling me that your fam does all the work, and because you can't stand him talking about missing his dad so much, the second he gets home you feed him and send him to bed. He lives in his room when not in daycare or with family through the day?
To say the least, we will never be friends, I refuse to interact with you any further and child services has been emailed.
Happy Easter! -Moving Soon
Posted
on Mon, Apr 21, 2014 at 11:13 AM
Does anyone else think it's gross that restaurants flip their chairs on the tables at the end of the day? I understand it makes it easier to mop the floor but are those tables being wiped down the next morning when they set the chairs down? Some particular restaurants have quite the group of grotesque customers with sweaty asscracks and masturbation smut sitting on those chairs. Just some food for thought, or thoughts to forget food. -Meal Mysophobia
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on Mon, Apr 21, 2014 at 11:09 AM
To my wonderful first customer of the day! If you think the chocolate bar is too expensive, you can opt to not buy it without making sure your cashier knows that you think it's too much and you're not happy that the thing you're not even buying is priced at what is actually an average convenience store price. And if you don't like their non-apologetic response, maybe consider that while you're out buying chocolate and pop on a holiday, picking at your cashier (who doesn't set the prices), they are here working on a holiday listening to you whine. And when you throw in a condescending "Have a good day" and don't get a response? Maybe just leave on your customer high horse and don't stop to repeat: "I SAID, 'Have a nice day.'" I sincerely hope you don't enjoy yours because you don't deserve it. -I SAID That's Cool
Posted
on Mon, Apr 21, 2014 at 11:07 AM
You are a generation of rats. You all look like snitches and all of you smell terrible. Everything that you believe to be a virtue in yourselves is actually a fault and you cannot seem to see it. You talk loudly in public and believe your every vapid thought has value. You have never done anything to merit respect from anyone and you are incapable of the smallest act of courtesy. You are impossibly rude. You are ignorant. You are an entitled shit. -Yes, I Mean You. Especially You.
Posted
on Wed, Apr 16, 2014 at 3:41 PM
Hey, you two idiots in Dartmouth (near Sea King Rd) racing side by side, and almost hitting us head on, what are you doing? Having a car is not something taken for granted. Be responsible. Don't do this again. -Fed Up With Punk Drivers