Tag: News

Can you imagine some woman, a fugitive…missing.

Found under her old house in a secret room in the basement with a different family living upstairs.

They said the child there was so abused while in the womb from people yelling she heard screaming in her head, had ADD and would burst out yelling for no reason…almost deaf from being in her mothers womb.

Then they had dig the basement up and pull her out of the planets titanium and lava like in Lord Of The Rings.

Sick.

Is some story I guess.

From the news below….

People know those people, they said the car in the arrest tape is the same cars as the drunk drivers here around Main Street, the fugitive is from Bridgewater, like an hour maybe.

People think that those shitty stinking cars like the ones on the news are coming from Bridgewater.

Now they are still here driving nuts and people think they robbed the Sunny Side Mall and didn’t caught yet with shitty cars and motorbikes with no padding.

Man arrested after bomb threat.

Baby found dead.

Halifax Bouncer (that’s burger week people venues alcohol / bouncers) sentenced for murder.

Fugitive Arrested at Sunny Side Mall near Highway 107 / Atlantic Splash Place after telephone emergency alert.

Someone here stole a whole bunch of stop signs, the radio is complaining about that and the roads.

People say me included they are running an illegal business with them.

It turns out the stop sign rust is NOT the same as car rust, then it ate a huge whole in a road flagging truck…not a cheap truck.

Then business like “Ocean Construction” people hate becase they use too much paint lacquer on their vehiciles…like those fake 3M signs up in the woods was just the same scam during Trans Canada Trail Reconstruction.

Anyway, they’ll get caught because stop sign rusts eats truck pant laquer like ocean constrution, will burn a hole through the laquer and metal when used on a truck.

I can’t even believe it, how low people here run their lives down and still try and have a car.

Like I said before, the cars stink so bad they can’t sell them, them flood issues never resolved.

Yard work and apartment maintainence never resolved.

Then the stink of the cars is dog dandriff aka “dander”.

Who the fuck drives around in a car full of dog dandriff eating pizza.

Their property and cars probably not even sellable or insurable.

Then they got these shitty motorbikes with no padding on them.

Then all the town staff wait on them hand and foot all day for their UK Granted Wage from England.

Here in Canadian dollars I mean.

All crying together holding hands about work to be together.

Like in Indecent Proposal with no money and poor wage romance from England.

Barf.

Like out jogging or something ouy on the trails…me…

Them:

Bowing over: “how are you this morning, oh good morning, oh good morning”

In a big fucking line….

Must be their last Saturday out before going to jail on Monday with the group on TV.

It’s like this ..I had girlfirends, it didn’t work out.

They all got this fan boy kit like their dressed up like Finding Nemo or someone, then they got all this fucking time for people out of the marriage.

Whoever it is.

Then the kit has the dog, fish tank, etc. dog shit bag etc.

Like they are stuck to all these possessions with some desperate guy following her around picking up dogshit.

Obviously, your houses and car are full of dog hair and dog shit bags.

Shaving their legs must have been a too high requirenent for marrying into the mansion.

I mean, she’d have to do something for him if that happened.

Then when I go out it’s always a big party with bands etc, then I take girls out all the time there.

Like the cool ones who have to go home tomorrow and will go to a concert.

That’s why I’m single, then that romeo guy thinks that’s in his life or something, but it’s really picking up dog shit for a non-4.0 graduate.

Like this fucker pissing me off, thinks he can fucking stare at me over at Gladstone and North.

Like I mean.

Who do I think you are anyway bastard, in some impotent area, Stats Canada spamming me every day until I reply for your fucking travel survey.

Like with your fucking menopause report?

Stare all you want fucking bastard, I’ll the one in the band you’re the impotence people got it fucking cunt.

It’s pathetic….

People downtown etc.

“There ‘s this big fight, you need to put a new story out about outside, we’re all going to lose our jobs…” (talking like they all live together at work.)

Right, just as long as it’s not about money in a relationship or a relationship with no money with a non-functional vagina.

For the no money romance I mean.