Imagine you’re a woman out in Halifax, dating pathetic, now there’s no one in their 50’s outside doing anything with us…
Like a woman who lives by her self, with her own ruby red convertable.
Walking downtown, to herself “oh there’s some High School Graduates, maybe I can get a date.”
Then she walked past and the guy started bumming her with a change cup.
Then she flipped out, that’s pathetic Halifax.