Yeah, can you imagine the size of the red light district the Dutch could have put in that puppy? And the coffee shops.
That would have changed Seinfeld quite a bit.
We would have just split up the five burroughs by functionality: hooker district, weed district, art district, old fashioned Dutch bar with sailor music district, and of course, football district (and I don’t mean the full body armour kind ;)).
Oh well, it wasn’t to be. You Americans just have to come over here to have a look at our small scale prototype, which is still plenty of fun in and of itself. 
This depends on where you are in the US, though. While only serious alcoholics drink at breakfast, “eh?” is an acceptable replacement for “huh?” as the end of a question here. Ex: “You really like sking, eh/huh? You’re one of those bastards who actually likes snow then.”
I personally spend more time thinking about Canada than those states in the midwest which are difficult to label on a map. (you know, the Dakotas, Nebraska, Kansas) ’ course Canada is a place I’ve been, so there’s that as an explaination.
[sub]Pssst! North Dakota is the one on top! But don’t worry; nobody knows the difference between Belgium and Holland over here anyway. :p[/sub]
Uh, okay, I thought I was responding to a post from Coldfire with that last post.
":smack: " multiple times.
We just use them as regular currency. They just don’t work in vending machines. Although, they do sound cheesy. Drop a Canadian quarter on a good hard table and compare the sound with that of an American quarter.
BTW, Canada does seem to produce a disproportionate number of quality comedians. I say it’s the weather. Whatever it is, keep up the good work, eh!
I WANT TO BE CANADIAN!
but, in the spirit of american laziness, I don’t wanna move up there.
Say what you want, but I do wanna be Canadian. They seem to have their act together more than we do. At least other countries don’t think they’re dumb (Well, we do, but all the other countries think we’re dumb… soooo…).
To be fair, you should move up here. The USA got Ginger, so we should get you in exchange. That’s what the Free Trade agreement is all about.
Following up on the William Shatner thing, I hereby appologize for the fiasco that is Iron Chef USA hosted by William Shatner.
“Hey I know! Let’s get Bill Shatner and dress him up in purple sequins!” “Yeah! That’s a great idea for a show!”
I’m mostly cheesed off because Canada caved on the metric thing. You guys are the traditionalists, fercryinouloud. You kept the Queen on your currency, your ceremonial military types in kilts (and quite fetching they are, too!) and your standards for civility. Even doughty Canadian pioneer types (everybody outside of Toronto) all wear flannel shirts but they’re by-gum traditional plaid flannel. We were COUNTING on you, man, but you bailed.
So now us Merkins stand alone once again, but faced with metric-creep from our nearest and dearest. It’s millihecatare this and centicelsius that and next thing ya know it’ll be socialized medicine.
That’s cold. That’s just so cold.
Veb
On behalf of Americans (from the United States of) everywhere I’d like to offer an apology to the Canada. We haven’t been getting along very well recently and for
that, I am truly sorry.
I’m sorry we don’t even know the name of your Prime Minister or President or whatever he/she is. I know we should know more about our neighbors but that shouldn’t reflect poorly on the people of Canada. After all it’s not like you actually influence world events.
I’m sorry that your food sucks. Too bad all food can’t be made from bacon and maple syrup
Too bad about all those coins you use for currency. It’s a little hard to stuff a 2 dollar coin in a Montreal strippers G-string
I really like your beer. After beer produced in Germany, Belgium, Ireland, Mexico and Japan your Molsen is great.
Don’t worry about Iraq. Just take good care of our draft dodgers while we go fight for the continent.
And finally on behalf of all Americans, I’m sorry if our loudness and brashness scares you. We’re really nice once you get to know us.
Thank you.
** Muffin **, I’ll work on it. Maybe. Prolly not. There’s that good old American laziness that I talked about… and I love Denver. You can have me for weekends and holidays though, and for a month in the summer 
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Sure they got one of our houses, but think of all the houses we got from them when we kicked the tory bastards into the frozen wastelands. It was only fair.
Actually, we have maple smoked bacon in the local Loblaws here, and it’s fabulous! It’s so good, excuse me while I wipe the drool from my mouth!
The green-eyed monster rises again. I love Canada. Where else can you go, spend half the money and get twice as much, and then go home and enjoy it?
No need to apologize. Truly. We understand more than you could ever realize. Some people are just blessed, others are born in Canada.
Okay. So we’re talkin’ ingredients here. So yer bacon is seriously good. All right. No problem.
But what’s with the baked beans–at breakfast?! That’s just wrong, so gut-wrenchingly wrong.
Not even bacon exellence can overcome that one.*
Veb
[sub]*put 'em on toast and you’re, uh, toast. Ulp.[/sub]
Veb, may I invite you Northwards to sample and enjoy… you know not what you are missing! Mmmm beans (but not too many - just a taste… otherwise bad bad things can happen.)
So, we’re not bitching about the money any more?
I need to keep up a little better.
Canada: The fat lazy guy who sits in his recliner and criticizes everything he sees on TV from the comfort and security of his home, never understanding the precarious position of life in the spotlight.
Shit! I haven’t heard of Loblaws since I was a 5 yr old living in Erie, PA.
Still…I’m a little pissed offf that the “best steak in Montreal” tasted like something I might order at Friendlie’s