Post City races to watch in the city
Right here.
Right here.
Name Hymie
Email hymie88@hotmail.com
Subject White F—– Cuckold Warren Kinsella Cruises Public Washrooms
Message Hey Warren, you phony hack!The next time you suck c— in a public washroom and then write phony “hate speech” on the door, at least try to write something above the level of a first grader! As an irrelevant, aging, White Libtard F—– Cuckold whose “career” has truly SHRIVELED UP, You realy need to “up” your truly sad con game!
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Date/Time: September 8, 2015 11:48 pm
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UPDATED: A long-time, sharp-eyed reader has identified our correspondent, who is in Edmonton. He is “Hephaestion,” and he spews hate at Brain Dead Animals and elsewhere.
You want your kids learning about sex from ThePornDude.com or HardSexTube.com or SpankWire.com? Me neither. And there’s a good reason for that.
Yeah, because it’s better that kids learn about healthy sexual attitudes on the Internet. Gotcha. #onpoli http://t.co/5V1X4vNwkh
— Warren Kinsella (@kinsellawarren) September 8, 2015
…I met the guy on the left, there, Ras Pierre Schenk. He’d go on to become my best friend, among other things (eg., we were the biker-jacketed John and Paul of the pop-punk powerhouse that was The Hot Nasties, among them).
Forty years! We were both leaning on the wall near the doors St. Bonaventure Junior High in Southeast Calgary one sunny morning in September 1975, and Pierre turned to me.
“Hey kid,” he said.
I looked at him.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
I was reasonably certain he was going to punch me in the face, so I said: “Warren.”
“Mine’s Peter, but my friends call me Pierre,” he said.
So, I started calling him Pierre. And that was that, on the first day of school, forty years ago. Of first days of school, great things are sometimes made.
If so, watch out!
(Seriously: in the US, you could run an entire election campaign on a slip-up like this.)