I was trying to find a place to go from the side of the road and on to the sidewalk on Oxford Street. Not the best place to be I know but did you have to intentionally speed up and spray me with soppy wet slush after I signalled at you to slow down so I would not be drenched? Gosh, you must have a lot of rage to be such as ass! —*Shakes head*

You harassed me for having my scarf up over my mouth when I got on the bus last night (not my nose, just my mouth). You claimed it was a 'safety risk' - I had literally just stepped on the bus from where I had been waiting in the -22C temperature. Really? Do I look like I'm getting on the bus to shoot up the place, or beat someone down? It's fucking cold out, lady. I was showing you my bus pass which is conveniently located next to my picture ID in my wallet. I'm a 'safety risk' with my scarf over my mouth, yet you let people with jumbo strollers on to block up the aisles of crowded buses without batting an eyelash for people's 'safety'. Okay, then. —cold and pissed

How many more cigarettes must a man smoke before you open up your legs? —Best regards

To the tall, lovely, statuesque brunette with the curly long hair, pink winter hat with the brown rim and a smile that lights up the room; You're smile is like the sun! Breath-taking. And I mean that literally; it steals the breath from my lungs, and my senses with it. I can honestly say that I've never met a woman whose smile captivates me like yours. My heart stops, my breath leaves me, and senseless all I can do is smile back! And today, whatever the reason, you decided you would break the ice with a quip about how the cranberries weren't ripe enough for your popcorn-cran stringed creation, and I barely mustered two words in return, and felt like a dunce. You went about your business, and I marveled at my speechlessness. To my surprise, and possible redemption of the situation, as you were leaving from across the way you shouted to me, and like a boob I just smiled and waived goodbye assuming you were just being polite as you left. You, looking rather annoyed, continued on... So I wondered if that was a goodbye or something else. I went after you to appologize for misunderstanding and to see what you actually said, but you were gone. I'm many things, but speechless... There's a first for everything. Hopefully we'll cross paths again, and the dunce-cap I was wearing will be off. Though if it does, and you still find me frozen in place, my words departed, know that somewhere inside is a man who can form meaningful sentences, if they could only find it within themselves to acclimate to the intensity of that amazing smile. —Sun Struck

hahahaha. you have no chance against the west.lol i know its old but goodbye asshole(bin laden)

http://youtu.be/CLcyihrlFW4

—nato

dear favorite local brewery-

what happened to your IPA? everything was going so well for so long. you were head and shoulders above the competition-i told friends about you-introduced you to my family. now you're just a memory- replaced by a sour coppery swill that just makes me sad. you were a real bright spot, here in beer exile, for years- made me proud to be local. i'll get a mutual friend to return our growlers while you're at work-hopefully you can find someone new to love you. probably some younger flash-in-the-pan student who'll never know how good you could be… —brewken hearted

As I walk through the Halifax Shopping Center, funds not liquid enough to enjoy the frenzy....i hear people talking about..., " what should I get him??? I've not seen him in a year.." Babe, if you haven't seen anyone in a year, the hell I'd be dishing out my cold hard cash at a time like this just to look good in front of my peer group. People spend January's money for people they don't know in December. —Forget about it!!

How is it that a guy featured in this headline ‘Top dogs’ taken down in Annapolis Valley meth bust.....

is out walking around with a gun at night almost a year later and is featured in this awesome headline... Pair charged after vicious backyard beating of Valley man

It doesn't make sense. —Glad I'm not in the Valley

What the fuck is wrong with you?

There are a hundred things going right in your lie right now, and all you can do is fucking complain about the tiniest things - like the fact that it's snowing today, and you don't like driving in the snow so you can't go to the store (which is within walking distance).

There are SOME people with real fucking problems. —STFU

We recently lost our beloved dog to old age. We're exploring all available options to find the "right" dog for us.

WTF is with people who SAY they want a "good home" for their dog, but want to sell it for $500?

If you gave a rat's ass about a "good home" you'd be willing to give it away. Or return it to the breeder for a partial refund. Or ask for money for the accoutrements and not the pet. Or request that the "good home" reimburse you for the vet bills to date.

And don't get me started on the "I got this puppy 2 weeks ago and he doesn't like my cat". —We'll pay for the "right" dog, just makes me sick.