To the person who stole my grey hoodie at the bar tonight: Eat shit you theif. Get a job and by your own clothes, you cheap prick. I hope you get hit by a bus in it and rot in Hell.
—Have a nice day.
This article appears in Jul 23-29, 2009.

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To the person who stole my grey hoodie at the bar tonight: Eat shit you theif. Get a job and by your own clothes, you cheap prick. I hope you get hit by a bus in it and rot in Hell.
—Have a nice day.
This article appears in Jul 23-29, 2009.
12 Comments
Getting hit by a bus and rotting in hell as punishment for stealing a sweater. Make’s sense to me.
Yeah OP, don’t be looking in my direction here. Hitting humans with buses is generally frowned upon, no matter the human.
Don’t leave your shit lying around bars while you’re slutting it up on the dancefloor all night you self-entitled prick. What the fuck did you expect to happen?
To what kind of bar does one wear a grey hoodie?
Sounds like the kind of place filled with riff-raff where you wouldn’t want to leave anything unattended anyway.
You can’t leave stuff lying around in bars, clubs, restaurants, walk away and still expect it to be there every time. Some people have to learn this the hard way. Use the coat check, don’t bring stuff you really value, be mindful. There’s always going to be some thieving shitburg around.
Where the fuck is the Spelling Nazi?
Anyway, hitting the clubs on a Thursday Night? Headstart on probably a Thurs/Fri/Sat weekend of clubs, right?
You can afford a new shitty grey hoodie, ok?
It could have been an accident. I was out long long ago and left abruptly but not without taking a tweed jacket with brown elbows the kind my chum would wear. I had thought he had left it there so I took it home and when he said it was not his I was mortified. I just committed theft under $200.00 if they got it on sale.
So I called the bar up.. explained what I did to the owner..he killed himself laughing, I returned the coat and still do not know to this day if it was ever claimed by the rightful owner.
Quite the assumption, POLICE!!!
this whole bitch and response made me laugh, thanks everyone.
Sucks about your hoodie however, the chances of said individual being hit by a bus severly decreases after 6pm in this city as half the busses ready “Out of Service”.
This bitch just made me want to put on a warm, comfy hoodie. Mmmmm
mcgayle,
I can see Ricky and Julien opening a used clothing store now in the sequel. You’re full of ideas.