You’ve obviously never been married to a nice Italian girl.
I should note that Mrs. Magill is Italian
All people from all countries and backgrounds are just equally awesome! Yay people!
Note on the stereotypes: I’m not seeing some of the stereotypes as crystal clear, which leads to confusion about whether one is kidding or not. That is why jokes of such a nature are inherently dangerous.
I think jokes about Italian contractors/mafia and the Italian army in the early 1940’s are obvious and clear – often funny.
I also ‘get’ many other jokes, saying, perceptions about many people and stereotypes that stick.
Because while they are beautiful, they are also quite mad.
(Don’t shoot the messenger … I’m just guessing the intent of the original joke writer.)
Just remember while you’re shitting on Canada that if this was prison America would be our bitch…we’re bigger and we’re on top!!!
Perfect!
In heaven, the English greet you at the door, the French cook all the food, the Germans organize everything, and the Italians provide all the entertainment.
In heaven, the French greet you at the door, the English cook all the food, the Italians organize everything, and the Germans provide all the entertainment.
IF
lol
But if we’re shitting on Canada wouldn’t that mean we are on top?
I’ll take heaven #1 please.
I’ve heard this one about the European Union. Usually ‘Belgian government’ features in the ‘unfortunate reality’ case.
Paraphrased from a Canadian stand-up comic whose name escapes me:
Did you know that the US invaded Canada once? [War of 1812, BTW]
After three days they were so drunk and bored that they just went home…
Hasn’t pretty much everyone ended up with American culture?
I read that to my fiancee… his response was HELL YEAH! (His friend is Canadian and he wishes he were, too.)
Having been married to an Italian-American woman, I have to agree with this one.
Let me guess, she’s the most wonderful woman in the world… as long as you don’t piss her off.
Canada,The Maple Leaf State.
Getting back to the OP, sort-of, the version I heard was that the ideal NATO army would consist of British officers, German sergeants, Canadian troops and American equipment.
While reading the second part of this, I spontaneously started reciting an internal dialogue to myself:
“Hey Percy, where does this sauce go?”
“Hey Vito, where does this gear go?”
“Hey Jacques, where does this paperwork go?”
When I got to the Swiss, it naturally became:
“Hey Adrian, where does this thingie go?” 
My favorite joke about Canadian identity is the 1970s radio show that hosted a contest to fill in the blank:
“As Canadian as ______.”
The U.S. could fill in an “American as ____” with “apple pie”, “baseball”, “Hollywood”, etc… Catholics of course could say “Pope” or “Mother Teresa”, the English with “the Queen” or “Big Ben”, but what truly says “Canadian” to the outside world.
The winning entry was from a 17 year old student from British Columbia named Heather Scott, who answered
As Canadian as
possible… under the circumstances.
My favourite Canadian joke comes from Dave Broadfoot:
In America, their celebrities have to wear sunglasses
In Canada, our celebrities have to wear nametags!