What have my exes called me?

So, Peter MacKay has reportedly called his former sweetie pie honeybunch Belinda Stronach a dog.
Politicians have it ruff.
If my gal left me, and our political party in front of the whole country, I'd probably have some choice words for her, too.
(Although just who broke up with who has never apparently been established but the whole soap opera began when Stronach defected to the Liberals, setting this whole showmance breakdown into motion.)
Today, reporters are calling the slag sexist.
Was MacKay, the foreign affairs minister, being sexist or merely healing his broken heart? Name calling, mud slinging and revenge are just part of a healing journey.
The only thing MacKay did wrong was rag on his former squeeze in the House of Commons and not over a pint with his buds in a bar.
(I also think his ego is probably wounded if Belinda did indeed hook up with Tie Domi as Domi's ex-wife, Leanne, alleges in their divorce papers. He must think Belinda traded creme brulee for a Jos Louis.)
Sometimes, when breakups get so bad, the friends take part in the ribbing.
Once, after I'd been dumped, the ex debuted his new girlfriend at a bar to our mutual friends. I stayed home that night, hiding in my apartment watching Sex and the City reruns stuffing my face with nacho chips and liquid nacho cheese dip.
I was licking my wounds.
Later that night, around 1 a.m., my phone rang. I was so depressed I let it go to the answering machine. I couldn't bear to talk to anyone.
The next morning when I woke up, I listened to the message and my heart sang.
It was one of my friends (slightly hammered) calling to be a good pal.
"Sarah!" he screamed.
"She's a ....." and then he began the litany of insults.
He said she was fat, ugly, a she-male, and, yes, he called her a dog.
Even though I proudly think of myself as a feminist and I believe in girl power and women sticking together, I smiled.
And let's be honest here: I've called exes mean names. One of my favourite is dinkwad.
And I know I've been called a grocery list of names too. Perhaps the strangest one of the list is "Fat Spicegirl" but there are many others.
(I know some of you reading this right now would like to call me a thing or two.)
No, MacKay should not have referred to a female MP as a mutt but the guy's heart was broken. And, both MacKay and Stronach are guilty of mixing work with pleasure.
Tell me. When do office romances ever really work? (Wink, wink.)
Throw the guy a bone would ya?