St. Jean-Baptiste day

Well its the merriest day in Quebec today. Its happy St. Jean-Baptiste day. As we all know St. Jean-Baptiste is the patron saint of dick heads. Today is a Quebec national holiday, its kind of like our Halloween but instead of dressing up and asking for candy the queebsters get drunk and chant anti-anglo racist comments. Its a very festive mood. The queebster skids from the outskirts of town drive in with their old Civics and pick-ups perked up with the fleur-de-lis flags and painted face and drive around honking their horns and shouting go home anglos. Tonight all the shitty french bands will play somewhere big and say patriotic pro-franco things while the drunken queebsters will boast how much better 'their' music is compared to 'our' top 40 hits. Yes, all us anglos love our top 40 english hits and yes we do suck. Its a day to make me ashamed of my english upbringing. I wish my mom would have raised me to get so drunk I would sit all by myself at bars slurring to us 'Ontarian' anglos from NB about how great the french are, meanwhile all the french are embarassed for this piss stinking individual who is just showing us what the true queebster feels on the inside while showing us the leather and bandanas that all the queebsters wear on the outside. God bless St. Jean-Baptiste.