I snipped this cartoon right out of face book after my
friend Barb in Vancouver posted it .
I hope I don't get arrested.
Anyway this being the year to celebrate 200 years of peace
with our
American neighbours I thought I'd mention the one thorn in our otherwise
friendly nternational camaraderie.
And that is the fact that Americans never let us forget 'our accent' even
though it apparently only occurs when we say one word.
American neighbours I thought I'd mention the one thorn in our otherwise
friendly nternational camaraderie.
And that is the fact that Americans never let us forget 'our accent' even
though it apparently only occurs when we say one word.
I have a friend who once tried to cross into the U.S.
illegally.
Did the border guards check her licence?
Did they finger print
her and run her paw prints through their vast file of known criminals and
terrorists?
Did they use the Chinese water torture to force the truth out
of her mouth?
No. No. And No.
The cads asked her to pronounce the word 'about'.
That just has to contravene the Geneva Convention!
Anyway, in the spirit of this Bicentennial Celebration of the
War of 1812 and our 200 years of friendship I propose that Americans
quit with the 'about' thing.
In return we promise we will never again invade anything
except your shopping malls.
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Anyway, in the spirit of this Bicentennial Celebration of the
War of 1812 and our 200 years of friendship I propose that Americans
quit with the 'about' thing.
In return we promise we will never again invade anything
except your shopping malls.
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Don't forget to enter the Magic Pig Wand Contest.
You only need to come up with a pair of famous lovers who
have a connection to both the U.S. and Canada.
The link below will give you all of the rules.
The link below will give you all of the rules.
4 comments:
The other big "Canadianism" is how we pronounce "roof." Americans say something like "ruff." They're wrong, eh?
Jeesh! I forgot that one. I met an American guy one time who told me he was a ruffer. For some reason I had a vague picture in my head of him roughing up sheep. Anyway I didn't get it till much later in the conversation when he started talking about ladders and shingles.
Yes, this was in the days when i was ruled by my hormones and actrually sat thru conversations like that. Ha ha.
Take off, eh? Those hosers have more accents than we do. They just can stick their Timbit with a (my) boot, hehe!
Lawdy, y'all got me laffin' now. Thet there's a goodun.
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