Anyone from Vancouver, or those who have visited, will have first hand experience of the social disfunction that plagues our fair city's dating scene. Here's a couple of choice responses I've received from friends back home over the past days.

The first is the latest article by a dear freind, fellow writer, and a lovely girl who's to good to be single - Vancouver Guys Suck Ass. The second is just a great piss take of your's truly:

Wow very fun and nice pictures as well. I could not help but giggle a bit
at trying to find parallel opportunities here in the urban wasteland. The whole
story might of read quite differently.

Title: Cougars at Sammy J. Peppers

From: Vancouver Urban Fashionista.

Catching a glimpse of one Vancouver’s trickiest land animals.

“The bar began in 2005, when the owners faced a huge problem with the number of single available women in Vancouver. In the course of one year, cougars number in the thousands took out 38 men and boys, plus an additional four families of elves on Robson. But ratherthan dispersing the cougars, as is both sanctioned and encouraged by the local authorities, they opted instead to capture them - a decision they credit as having changed the course of men’s lives forever.”

You can see the parallels here. Take care man. :)