frenchkr

Just your average Canadian taking it one day at a time.
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[TMZ @TMZ]

Claude Lemieux Death Certificate Released, Body Moved To North Carolina For Burial https://t.co/ntnjyWrbcv

[Jenna Bean @Jennabeangood]

We’re three days away from #PrideMonth2026 here is a reminder to all those who have something negative to say about it.

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

@Jackmio77 @Jennabeangood Oh look another straight person looking for a way out of saying a slur. Figures.

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

@IdeCrash @Jennabeangood No one is forcing shit on kids. How about we teach equality. I bet you still believe in slavery and approve of gas chambers. Grow up you angry ass fuck. Times have changed. Get with it. Or get out of society

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

@GallaMicka18105 @Jennabeangood And that’s the point.

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

@SoulsofDeath2 @Jennabeangood Where the fuck do the kids come In to this. This post is about awareness. If you’re so insecure go read a book and educate yourself

[Tokyo @otokyo]

Don’t lie!!!
be real??

[Emma Scott @EmmaScott]

I can't even describe the snort-laugh-gasp that just escaped my body. 💀

[Oh Canaduh @CanaduhOh]

Words that confuse non-Canadians:

Mickey
Toque
Duotang
Washroom
Darts
Two-four

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

Happy Birthday to the person i'm lucky enough to call my wife @Jennabeangood <3

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

I’m not crying, you’re crying

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

I drive Uber. Night shift mostly. Last week picked up an old man at 11 PM. He got in and said: "I need you to drive me to five places tonight. I'll pay you $500. Cash. But you can't ask why until we're done." Handed me five addresses. First stop: a house in the suburbs. He sat in the car. Stared at it for ten minutes. Crying silently. "Okay. Next one." I drove.

Second stop: elementary school. Empty. Dark. He got out. Walked to the playground. Sat on a swing. Stayed there twenty minutes. Came back to the car. "I taught here. 43 years. Best job I ever had." Third stop: diner. He went inside. Ordered coffee. Sat alone in a booth. Didn't drink it. Just sat. Looking around. Fifteen minutes. Came back. "My wife and I had our first date here. 1967." Fourth stop: cemetery.

He got out at the cemetery. Walked to a grave. Stood there. Talking to it. Couldn't hear what he said. Thirty minutes. When he came back his eyes were red. "My wife. Three years today." Fifth stop: hospital. He asked me to park. Wait. "This is the last one." He looked at me. "Now I'll tell you why. I have stage four cancer. Weeks left. Maybe days. Tonight I wanted to see my whole life. One last time. Before I can't anymore."

I started crying. Right there. "The house - that's where I raised my kids. The school - where I found my purpose. The diner - where I fell in love. The cemetery - where I said goodbye. And here. The hospital. Where I'm checking in tonight. Hospice floor. I'm not going home." He handed me $500. "Thank you for driving me through my life. You're the last stranger who'll ever be kind to me. I wanted it to be gentle. You made it gentle."

I refused the money. "I can't take this." He insisted. "Please. I have nobody to leave it to. My kids don't talk to me. I have no friends left. You gave me three hours of kindness. That's worth more than $500 to me." He got out. Grabbed his small suitcase. Turned back. "What's your name?" "Marcus." "Thank you, Marcus. For being the last good thing." He walked into the hospital. I sat in my car. Sobbing. For an hour.

Couldn't stop thinking about him. Went back next day. Asked for him. "Mr. Patterson. Room 412." Brought flowers. Knocked. He was in bed. Smiled when he saw me. "Marcus. You came back." "Couldn't leave it like that. Are you okay?" "Dying. But I got to see my life last night. So yes. I'm okay." We talked for two hours. About his wife. His students. The kids who stopped calling. The life he lived.

I visited every day for two weeks. Brought coffee. Read him the news. Sat in silence sometimes. He told me everything. The regrets. The joys. The moments he'd relive. "I thought I'd die alone," he said one day. "But you're here. A stranger who became family in my last days. That's a gift." I held his hand. "You're not dying alone. Not anymore." He cried. "Thank you for seeing me. When I was invisible."

Mr. Patterson died on a Tuesday. 3:17 AM. I was there. Holding his hand. His last words: "Tell people. Tell them to look at strangers. Really look. Everyone's dying. Some faster than others. But we're all heading somewhere. Be kind on the way. You were kind. You saved my last days." He closed his eyes. Heart monitor flatlined. I stayed another hour. Couldn't let go. He died with someone. That mattered.

His funeral had six people. Me. Three nurses. A lawyer. One former student who saw the obituary. That's it. A man who taught for 43 years. Loved a woman for 52. Lived 81 years. Six people. I spoke. "Mr. Patterson taught me something in his last two weeks.

Every stranger is someone's whole world. Every Uber passenger has a story. Every person you pass is living and dying and hoping someone sees them. He paid me $500 to drive him through his life. But he gave me something worth more. The knowledge that kindness to strangers isn't extra. It's everything. Because we're all strangers. Until someone stops. Looks. Listens. Stays." I keep the $500 in my glove box. Never spent it. It's a reminder.

[𝕁𝕁 @marsfirelight]

you’re a true canadian if you think -1°C in canada is warm.

[Joe G @EastEndJoe]

Two can play this game Donald!

[frenchkr @frenchkr2]

@Artifexmon @Jennabeangood @spidey_zilla And you received no views. Why do you care about someone’s gender identity when it doesn’t affect you by any means.

[Mads @europemaxxed]

”2026 is going to be my year“

Me in February:

[Jenna Bean @Jennabeangood]

During the opening monologue at the 68TH Grammy’s, Trevor Noah, took a shot at MAGA barbie herself Nicki Minaj, which drew a rousing applause from the crowd.

“Nicki Minaj is not here, she is not here, uh,” he began, drawing loud cheers. He continued, with his best impression of Donald Trump: “She is still at the White House with Donald Trump discussing very important issues: ‘Actually, Nicki, I have the biggest ass, I have it. Everybody’s saying it Nicki, I know they say it’s you, but it’s me. Womp womp womp, look at it baby”

#GRAMMYs

[Ceaser Wrestling @CeaserWrestles]

- Crowd exactly no pop for W's rumble
- Becky gets eliminated like a jobber
- No AJ Lee (just a 1-time pop return ig)
- AJ Styles removes his gloves but puts them back on. (Kinda awkward)
- Bron Breakker gets eliminated super quick after all that hype.
- Rusev gets eliminated in under 20 sec
- Entrants coming in way too fast (like every 30 seconds at times)
- Brock Lesnar gets eliminated during Jey Uso's "yeet" party
- No Balor but Two el Grande yeah sure
- Roman Reigns wins the Royal Rumble without even announcing himself properly (just a video package)
- multiple production botch

......and many more bs moments.

This might legitimately be one of the worst Royal Rumble PLEs ever. 😭

#RoyalRumble

[𝚃𝙷𝙺 @Thehorrorkid]

Catherine O’Hara you will be missed

[Jenna Bean @Jennabeangood]

We lost a beloved Canadian actress today 🥲 Catherine O’Hara Rest in peace.