I’m pretty tolerant when it comes to bad weather. I’ve lived in Calgary and in Vancouver, so whether you decide to go with biting cold or grey and rainy I’m pretty much okay with. But could you please stop constantly changing your mind every few hours? I’m getting really tired of wearing my winter jacket when going to class and having it soaked clean through on my way back home. —A wet rag
This article appears in Feb 24 – Mar 2, 2011.
are you really that fucking nuts, that you have to waste your time, writing a bitch to the weather? holy great fuck o.p., get a bit of a life, will you? there is, was, and never will be a thing that you,i, or anyone else can do about what is a climatical occurence.
just wait til the other bitch bros and sis’s get here, you will be dog meat. get a fucking brain, and a life.
There’s an old saying that goes “If you don’t like the weather in Halfax, wait five minutes.” Surely you must have known this before you moved here? Also, you might want to check the weather forecast before you go out in the morning.
I like telling tourists “If you don’t like the weather in Halifax…go back to Toronto and finish fucking your dead mother in the ass” >; )
Well, THAT sure is the most diplomatic thing I’ve ever heard in a long time, oh Bilious One. ^^
I just make sure I can outrun their Rascal before I say it. *troz* >; )
It’s sunny and warm so I wore a light jacket than it went far below freezing and started rain-snowing with heavy winds. It was extremely cold out, said my thermometer so I wore a heavy sweater underneath my winter jacket, than the “Down South” weather arrived.
Didn’t your mother ever tell you to dress for the weather. Here in NS that means wear everything.
yeah this sun is pissing me off today, come on rainslush.
turn off all your power and hug some trees and don’t eat meat.. than the weather will be back to normal … and all will be well 🙂
Beats being dead I guess…
Ivan…Ouch! To OP. How about moving to Moncton. They have no snow up there.
BR… does it? does it really?
They get a nice ceremony… All their loved ones are there…
they dress in their best attire… there’s food and conversation…
AND it’s usually indoors!
being raped and maimed in the frostbitten gutter…. that’s worse than death.
That I’m definitely assuming….
*** disclaimer… I do not condone anything I’ve ever said… nor anything I haven’t said…
that should cover it.
hmmmm, zzz, are you trying to tell us something there? i know of only one person, that which you speak of, actually happened to. if you are that person, i’m sorry it happened, but humans are funny fucking animals. and if you are the person, sorry about the horse too.
i am probly wrong, but what the hell, been there, done that before, so one more time.
LS, go fuck off and drown in gasoline… and, with your last dying breath and petroleum soaked hand, strike a match
my, my, we’re testy today, aren’t we. never got it last night i guesss. anyway, fuck you too, and have a nice day, zzz.