Can the Federal Minister responsible for Seniors and Shameless East-Coast Photo-Ops expect us to go a little easier on him after he gave our foolish little account a plug while dressing-down that juicearse Poilievre?
Has Danny Williams lost one second of sleep pondering the multi-generational Muskrat Falls noose he and his lame-duck lackeys slid tightly around the neck of Newfoundland before bolting office to name streets after himself?
Is there literally anywhere else in the free world where a 30-something local TV weatherman without so much as a Wikipedia page can convince a publisher there’s actually an audience for his ‘memoir’?
Did Newfoundlanders need a new mainland “think-tank” study to tell them that their biggest money wasting Premiers were these two fuckin snake oil salesmen?
Is there much to see during a stroll along the downtown pedestrian mall other than the untrained restaurant servers, functional alcoholics, and poorly dressed middle-aged men?
Are most Newfoundland seniors over the age of 87 as concerned about accessing Seamus’ dental care as they are about the price of heat and light or living through the fuckin night?
Did this attention-seeking and immensely immature local nuisance have any idea who the fuck she was dealing with when she launched her latest intentionally outrageous and highly hypocritical attack?
Did Gerry Byrne bother inviting the media to capture the moment this time as they delivered eviction notices to the Ukrainians after praising themselves for getting them to come live in Newfoundland?
Has Premier Furey found a cabinet portfolio
that Minister Haggie can be trusted with for more than six months before royally fucking something up and pissing everyone off?
Do self respecting Newfoundlanders give a single fuck about Danny Williams’ latest egotistical update on his overhyped and uninspired Galway development?
Should there be any need for Hockey Newfoundland to ban handshaking amongst youngsters being reared by the self-proclaimed nicest, friendliest, and most welcoming goddamn people in the world?
Is anyone buying Arrogant Furey’s bullshit rationale for the unbudgeted and unrequested high school he’s prioritizing for his own fuckin neighbourhood?
Did this sweet bastard look for forecast glory and uncontested public praise even when he was the only one with access to the damn weather information?
Will the unfortunate closure of Mallard Cottage put an end to the infinite stream of obnoxious townies flocking to the latest pretentious hotspot just to be ‘seen’, while grossly overpaying for a rather ordinary brunch?
Were Newfoundlanders half as outraged over the Province funnelling of millions of taxpayer dollars to Suncor to fix their leaky fuckin boat as they are over Steph and Rand’s Morning Jam being unceremoniously dumped by OZFM?
Will the St. John’s cabbie cartel take all this Uber talk as an opportunity to up their game with a dash of professionalism, accessibility, and customer service quality?
Would doubling the incentive for desperately needed nursing hires cost taxpayers as much as the forthcoming exit package for MUN’s (non-Indigenous) president?
Was any consideration given to offering the ridiculous money-wasting Lieutenant Governor position to someone other than an old recycled liberal politician and Furey family friend?
Was there any way to adequately brace yourself for the onslaught of attention-seeking tweets from Newfoundland’s political glitterati on Rex Murphy’s passing, most of whom couldn’t read a sentence of his work without googling at least three fuckin words?
Is there better than a snowball’s chance in hell the Province’s $82 Million contract with a ‘non-profit’ health group no one knows shit about isn’t directly tied to one of our many politically connected business bluffoons in yet another poorly veiled cronyism caper?
Do you need a degree from the London School of Economics or even your grade 9 from St. Peters to get why Newfoundland is forever broke when it’s 2023 and we’re still running two ferries flat out to places like Bell Island?
Has anyone in the media bothered asking MHA Gerry Byrne how he’s been holding up since his brother-in-law and other close associates were pinched in that big Corner Brook cocaine bust, and if that’s why he’s scaled back his public appearances and random acts of bluffoonery?
Do Newfoundlanders get half as worked up over hundreds of millions in tax dollars being pilfered away to politically connected locals and foreign interests as they do over MUN’s president wasting a few fuckin grand on trinkets, chocolates, and trash?
Would Newfoundland maintain its formal designation as one of the ‘most welcoming places in the world’ by a random website no one’s ever heard of if an audit of our online behaviour toward each other was conducted on the day of a fuckin storm?
Is anyone winning in this unofficial attention-seeking selfie competition between sometimes ‘Out of the Fog’ host and social media socialite Lori-Lydia Loveless, and downtown barrister and recently reformed badboy Jeffery Brace?
Is Nan’s Sunday dinner as predictable as the crafty Newfoundland politician who suddenly ‘chooses’ to ‘retire,’ in large part to ‘spend more time with family,’ only to reappear the following fuckin Monday in a plum Government appointed regulator role?
Does retired semi-pro curler and much-maligned Councillor Jamie Korab give two shits about the ‘Furey Party’ priorities and platform, so long as signing up gives him the slightest opportunity to supplement his real estate income, and avoid having to start a stupid fuckin podcast?
Can anything stand in the way of lottery champion Dennis Hobbs and his longstanding wish to immediately waste his winnings by destroying an unsuspecting Caribbean resort with his buddies, besides needing a fuckin passport?
Does the Province need to be wasting $2.5 million knocking down the old St. Clare’s residence when there’s at least six fellas in Shea Heights with sledgehammers and backhoes who’d do it for $2,500 plus all the old cabinets they wanted to haul away?
Will the province of Newfoundland benefit nearly as much from these fuckin wind turbines as the company getting rebates to build them, the company that’ll be paid to bury them in fifteen years, or even the company that sells these fools new shoes for every photo-op?
Did Out of the Fog host Lori-Hyphenated Loveless have any intention of taking her highly self-publicized overseas concert trip without letting everyone back home know the minute she was (allegedly) mistaken for Miss Taylor Swift?
Is there any viable reason why the Province would be wasting our money on an office in Boston besides it being used by Ministers to expense stateside vacations, or as an overflow space to store the records of all their previously fucked-up ventures?
Are the overpriced oysters at the St. John’s Fish Exchange half as fuckin slimy as the operator of the adjacent parking lot who hides in the bushes waiting to pounce with a boot the second your meter expires?
Will Premier Furey’s convoluted multi-level government task force on homelessness give us anything besides a useless report and a nice big group of gearboxes to blame when the whole fuckin thing goes sideways?
Does anyone besides Paddy have the Means, Motive, and Opportunity to reach a large swath of contrary Newfoundlanders and politely advise them to “shut the fuck up complaining about dialing three extra fuckin digits”?
🚨 HFN Alert! 🚨
Will the lack of a single Newfoundlander being selected in the most recent NHL draft provide a reality check for the parents of our Atom G house league ‘All Stars,’ meaning they’ll enjoy the ride and settle the fuck down out of it?
Does Donovan Homes want anyone commenting or quote tweeting this ad for a half-million shit-box style home situated on a lovely rock pile adjacent to jet fuel fumes and soothing sonic booms emanating from YYT’s runway 11?
Did the average Newfoundlander outside of Burin have a goddamn clue who Paul Pike was before NDP leader Jimmy Dinn called him a fuckin liar and shamed him out of hiding?
Are sensible people contributing to the ‘Go Fund Me’ missus set up to cover her costs in turning the houses no one in Newfoundland wanted into her $500 a night rentals?
Would a Paddy Daly sports podcast draw more interest than our idea of ‘Open Line After Dark’, an unfettered late night truth-talk where after crushing three double lambs, Paddy provides his true feelings on the day’s events and the bozos who called in to comment on them?
Is being unceremoniously ousted from a cushy make work position by the ‘city’ that once praised you as their own political Doogie Howser more embarrassing than being seen shucking lame homemade shit on Facebook?
Will these $93 alleged Wagyu striploins from Danny’s Costco taste any different than a set of outside rounds from Foodland once Gary gets them to a scorched well-done up at the Deer Park cabin?
Does anything say 'we're not really trying’ like rolling these two bozos out at the 11th hour to 'reiterate' the Province's stance against the Fed’s clean fuel tax?
Does Alanis Morissette receive any royalties for the use of her name or likeness by the hundreds of middle-aged Newfoundland women using her show as a reason to post another dozen “look at us” Facebook photos with the same four friends they drink with every other weekend?