Yup. My wonderful boyfriend/husband-to-be/guy-that-lives-with-me jeremy evil got a little call from Citizenship & Immigration Canada this morning. His citizenship application was approved and he’s now a proud Canadian! (No silly test or anything, either.)
My honey can now enjoy all the perks :dubious: of being a bona fide Canuck, not the least of which will be universal healthcare.
I’m going to stuff him with poutine and tourtière (among other things) whilst forcing him to sing all verses of the national anthem in both Official Languages.
Then we’ll not go to a hockey game, and definitely not talk about beavers.
Still no date set for EvilCivilUnionDope. Stay tuned.
Gingy, he doesn’t post here, but is always kept abreast of interesting threads and Doper goings-on. Anyway, to answer your question, he was born in Connecticut and grew up in Florida. His roots are here, though.
Hey, this is gives me an opportunity to haul out my Canuck jokes. Peachy keen!
You know you’re a Canadian when:
You know how to say free, prize and no sugar added in French thanks to your extensive education in bilingual cereal packaging.
You wonder why there isn’t a 5 dollar coin yet, because you can really use more change (You are already wearing your pants halfway down your ass and the hair and three layers of skin is worn off the front of your thighs from carrying your pocket money a around). The new coin should have a picture of a musk-ox on it, be the size of a hamburger pattie, and have fifteen different kinds of metals in it, including poutine.
You’ve ever tried to buy luch with Canadian Tire money.
(No silly test or anything, either.)
