Through my teenage years I wished I wasn’t tall, I wished I wasn’t “chubby”, I wished I didn’t have brunette hair, I wished I wasn’t perminently pre-pubecent, I even wished I wasn’t a girl for a while (seriously, boys are SO much less dramatic) but not once did I ever wish I wasn’t Canadian. I’m proud to be Canadian, it’s a simple as that.
If you’re from Canada and don’t laugh at this – we can’t be friends.
We live in a unique, beautiful and diverse Country. We are the reason hockey is what it is (despite the fact that we have to take claims to things like the Canucks and the Habs), the world covets our Grade A Canadian Beef and who doesn’t want to take credit for the likes of Scott Speedman?!
Our humour is nothing less than sarcastic, we say “eh”(follow the link for a full definition) and know that a “Double-Double from Timmy Ho’s” is not porn. We know that a R-OOF goes over our heads and dogs say “Ruff”, a “Chinook” is far more than a fish and Poutine, while a recipe for heart disease is a delcious dish full of french fries, gravy and cheese curds.
So to Canada, on her 145th birthday I’d like to say “Happy Birthday great Country, you look fantastic! Thank you for the freedom, the landscape and men, like Bob & Doug McKenzie”!
My Dad has this cassette when I was a kid and this song makes me smile every time.
Happy Canada Day, you Hosers!