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I'm proud to be a Canadian

Red Squirrel

No Lifer
That's right, I'm damn proud and just like my daddy used to say, "SCORE!". He was right. Its easy to sit on a forum and point to Canada's shortcomings and degrade the prime minister and feel shame about misguided snow plowing etc etc.
But at the end of the day, this country is worth every last drop of maple syrup that has been shed for her and I am damn grateful for those who have done, and continue to do the things that I am either unable, or unwilling to do in order to preserve this unique bastion of freedom I call home.

The land of poutine and hockey, BECAUSE of the brave!
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That's right, I'm damn proud and just like my daddy used to say, "SCORE!". He was right. Its easy to sit on a forum and point to Canada's shortcomings and degrade the prime minister and feel shame about misguided snow plowing etc etc.
But at the end of the day, this country is worth every last drop of maple syrup that has been shed for her and I am damn grateful for those who have done, and continue to do the things that I am either unable, or unwilling to do in order to preserve this unique bastion of freedom I call home.

The land of poutine and hockey, BECAUSE of the brave!
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While in the US Army, I trained with Canadian soldiers. You sir, are no soldier.
 
All I ask from my neighbors is that they're quiet, keep their yard reasonably presentable and live in a house that's not as nice as mine. So as an American, I'll go on the record that Canada is a damn good neighbor. If you take back Bieber and Celine we might even invite you to our picnics.
 
Poutine is bad for you: cheese curds + gravy + fried potatoes = ~40 grams of fat heart attack waiting to happen. Hockey is a bunch of violent goons trying to out alpha male each other who think on the same mental level as monkeys at the zoo. I think the ratio of trees vs. people in Canada is about 1 million to 1 and 97% of the land has no people who want to live or build a town there.
 
Poutine is bad for you: cheese curds + gravy + fried potatoes = ~40 grams of fat heart attack waiting to happen. Hockey is a bunch of violent goons trying to out alpha male each other who think on the same mental level as monkeys at the zoo. I think the ratio of trees vs. people in Canada is about 1 million to 1 and 97% of the land has no people who want to live or build a town there.

That's why it's the greatest place on Earth.
 
I'd definately take that ratio of trees to people. Most of you guys are about as interesting as one anyways.
 
1969, first draft lottery, I drew a very low number.

Had the opportunity to go to Canada. But decided that I didn't like snow...

Got drafted. Went to Basic. Went to MP School. Went to Sentry Dog School. Went to work nights in the jungle.

About the third night, standing alone, on the perimeter road, with my dog, my 16, and my 45 listening to the deuce and a half rumble away... The thought suddenly struck me..

Snow? Snow? Snow? The thought of snow didn't seem so bad anymore...

Anyway, ever since then, I've felt that I could have been a Canadian...

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All I ask from my neighbors is that they're quiet, keep their yard reasonably presentable and live in a house that's not as nice as mine. So as an American, I'll go on the record that Canada is a damn good neighbor. If you take back Bieber and Celine we might even invite you to our picnics.
We don't want bieber back in canada. :hmm: celine has enough money to buy her own country. 😀
 
Canada is a country perfectly happy in its mediocrity. It's like that really smart guy in high school who ended up never doing anything with his life. 😀

There's a lot to be said about flying under the radar. "Switzerland?! Where the fuck is that?!" As the Swiss wallow in quiet superiority.
 
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