This morning while walking toward the Farmer's Market, I noticed this not so pretty picture.

The time was around 11:00am so it must have been there for a long time.
It was on Brunswick Street and tht is one of the busiest area in the City.
I tired to move it on my own but no luck.
I asked one guy if he had some muscle?
He answered- Ittt iss noot myy Duutyyy and quickly walked by.
I quickly recognized a French accent.
I quickly replied- Tu parles Francais? D'ou viens-tu?
His answer- Je viens de Quebec!!!
I shot back by saying- With your ignorance this don't surprise me!!! < En Francais of course! >
He continue to mumble something and continued...I took one picture...

I asked another guy and it wasn't his fault that he couldn't give me a helping hand because he had a bad back. He wanted to give it a shot but I told him I'll be Ok!!!
Then this Giant walked by. The guy is from British Columbia. Much more friendlier than Le Quebecois.

It didn't take long to move the bench to its place.
To the Maudit Quebecois? Oui c'est pas ton Duuttyyy...retourne back dans ta Province!!!!

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