Ooh, I hate those Americans, with their low taxes and awesome weather and theme parks and Miley Cyrus. I love maple syrup.
Mexican at Canadian bar: Are you kidding?
(mumbles) God shit twice and there was Canada.
Canadian at Canadian bar: What'd you say?
Mexican at Canadian bar: Oh, um. Gosh it's nice, here's to Canada.
Maple Syrup; Hockey; Universal Healthcare; Peace; Low Crime/Violence Rates; Excellent Donuts and Coffee (AKA Tim Horton's); Better, Cheaper Beer; Lovely Women; Nicer People;
Better Winter Sports; Cultural/Tolerance; Good/Cheap Education; Superior Genetalia.
Person 2: Oh yeah, eh? Me too!
Person 3: (Jealously) Damn canadians.
G-d bless, North America, including Mexico--such a friendly and prosperous part of the world to live.
Trent was trying to enjoy the movie but Canadians would not stop talking to the screen and using their cellphones.
That fucking Canadian tried to steal my wallet.
"Hey, American infidel. Hold on a moment while i detonate myself so i can go meet Allah and have 45 male virgins to myself".
"Eh? Whats this aboot? I'm just a simple Canadian trying to hop a plane home so i can sit in my igloo and watch hockey on tv while drinking Crown Royal eh".