“But, Lord,” said Martha, the sister of the dead man, “You cannot possibly raise him, for he has been politically dead for six years...”
Then Jesus said, “Frig-off, out my way woman, did I not tell you that the dead man was scape-goated and has long paid for his sins?”
So they rolled the stone away.
Hate to say it, but there’s a bit of freeloading going on in Cape Breton. In Point Tupper, Cape Breton, to be exact.
The two-storey structure still stands at 101 Mac-Lean Street, Glace Bay. It was once pink, but now it’s a snot green with brown trim. It should have always been brown and gold, and remained nothing but brown and gold. The colours of Morrison Glace Bay High School.
Maybe as a professional sound engineer he simply can’t abide Meghan Trainor’s famous line, “All about that bass, no treble” on principle. After all, a song that’s all bottom end and no top end is gonna sound like crap.
But Port Hawkesbury boy John Ellingbo has some serious concerns about the concert set to grace his town next moth. Which concerns, particularly? Well, all of them.
You may have heard the sad tale of Randy James Munian, devoted 40-year-old father and loyal friend, from Whitney Pier. Covered lovingly by the Mother Corpse’s own Rachel Ward, Randy died in early July, in a loss that was a “major, major blow” to the Munian clan.
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