You were in line at a grocery store late the other night with your girlfriend, who was foreign, when you asked her if she knew what the Tattoo was. She explained what she thought it was (inked skin), and you laughed in her face like a giant asshole, telling her that it was "actually a bunch of fucking Newfies, dancing around in uniforms." It's part of our local culture, douchebag. Also, when "talking shit about her boss," you called him a "big faggot," which indicated that you didn't notice the PRIDE bracelet on the cashier's wrist. I can only imagine how said cashier wanted to deck you, mostly because I felt similarly. If your girlfriend is reading: honey, get out ASAP, if you ever want to see true Canadian hospitality. —Offended and Ashamed