I am starting to dislike Canadians.

If I have to sit and listen to just one more whiny-assed Canadian complain about “you shouldn’t call yourselves ‘Americans’ because there are other countries on both American Continents and blah, blah, blah, blah,” I’m going to punch the irrelevant little turd square on his upper lip. And knock his teeth out.

What am I supposed to call myself, then, genius? United Statesian? That won’t cut it, either. That could mean the United States of Mexico, couldn’t it.

I’ll go with the absurdly long “I am from the United States of America” like you suggested, just as soon as you routinely insert “Dominion of” in front of “Canada” in your daily speech, moron.

Another thing: The US (notice how I didn’t say “America” just to keep you happy, dumbass?) mints coinage in certain denominations. You people insist on minting small change that exactly matches the size, weight, denomination, and color of ours. That’s just a coincidence, right? You aren’t trying anything funny, right? Bull.

I swear, 5% of the Canadian GNP has to come from ripping off the Americans. Heh, I said the magic word.

Don’t pretend you don’t speak English, either. You had no problem with it until about 14 milliseconds before you got arrested for shoplifting. The English word for “lawyer” is “lawyer,” and you will be going home on time. Not the way you planned, but on time.

Yes, I have to deal with tourists from time to time. I have no idea why, because all they do is take pictures of the crumbling granite and marble monstrosity on the slope, get back on the bus, and leave.

The Japanese are fine, the Germans are fine, hell, even the French can be polite once they leave their own country. Canadians are, without exception, rude and so, so convinced of their natural superiority. They all seem to have the same smug we-are-so-much-more-enlightened-than-the-Yanks and we-are-so-much-better-in-every-way superior attitude.

Screw off. Stay home.

I’m tired of you people.

My grandmother was Canadian, for crying out loud. I have a bunch of relatives over the border, and you must have relatives here. At this point, however, I am considering looking into therapy which will help me forget your very existence.

You people make me tired. I am not an evil Imperialist. I am not in the least bit interested in “enslaving the Iraqi people” in order to “steal their oil.” Yes, I do know what’s going on in Iran, and I hope those people can aquire their freedom without outside intervention*. Yes, I do know what’s going on in Liberia, and it sickens me, but I’m not sure if outside inervention* is appropriate. And yes, I know what’s going on in Congo.

No, the United States of America isn’t currently doing anything about the “problems in Africa,” as opposed to the Dominion of Canada, which is doing… uhm… what, exactly?

Sorry about the long disjointed rant, but the French-Canadian tourists are killing me. Obnoxious bastards, the lot of them.

  • “Outside intervention” means “United States Marine Corp” and “United States Navy” and “United States Army” and “United States Air Force.” Don’t believe me? Check up on what the French military is (not) doing under UN auspices in the Congo.

Lousy Canadians winning our World Series a decade ago.

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I think Tom Servo shares your feelings. Here’s a link to the lyrics of "“Oh I Wish I Was Back In Old Canada.”

Whoa. Sorry Exgineer - I guess this goes to prove that every country has its share of assholes :o

FWIW, I’ve never heard any of my countrymen say you shouldn’t call yourself American (anything else would be confusing after all this time anyways.)

gobear-Oh man, that’s one of my all time favorites!

Tom Servo rules!!!

:smiley:

Hmmm. Well, we still like you folks, even if you don’t like us. ::kisses::

On a beach in Sarasota, Florida many years ago I had to wake up a Canadian family that had fallen asleep on the beach. I’m guessing that they drove straight through, or had finished a long drive, came to the beach and passed out.

They were this color —> :mad: I told them to go to the hospital. Don’t know what happened after that.

In Florida, being tourist burns you!

Hope that helps.

I feel foolish. It’s the sudden heat, I swear. 60[sup]o[/sup] and raining, 90[sup]o[/sup] and humid this weeks.

What I was doing here was just venting my frustration, and after re-reading the OP I don’t think I did a very good job.

For the record:

We get tour busses. We don’t get Canadian tour busses, because they can kinda’ drive themselves down here if they decide to come for some inexplicable reason. That wasn’t clear from the OP.

I really don’t have much of a problem with the Canucks. I suspect that it’s because they largely stay on their side of the line most of the time.

However, summer is generally the time when they come and try to pass their junk metal off as real money.

Hey, look. I guess I am a bit bitter.

Anyway the “rhetoric” about the Canadians being our neighbors is quite real around here, because, in some cases, it’s literally true.

It’s just that today I ran into this one guy…

I’m getting angry just thinking about it.
Hell, I’m standing behind my “deliberate fraud” stance on the coinage issue.

I still think they did it on purpose.

Ten bucks to anyone who can figure out what this means.

The end of Spring and beginning of summer have been unnaturally (not atypically, unnaturally) cool and rainy. Then, this week, we suddenly jumped to 90° F and high humidity, wilting all the people who live in the Temperate Zone because it is supposed to be temperate.

Don’t feel foolish, you’re American, we’re used to you folks loosing your temper up for no reason.

(Kidding, I’m kidding)

Eh, looks like I can’t string together a coherent sentence. As you were.

Oh, 90 degrees?? I’m on a plane to Canada, hear it’s beautiful…

Actually, I would love to visit. But, you want heat - y’all come on down to Texas.

Don’t worry about it shnookums.

We Canadians are used to loud-mouthed, obnoxious Americans ranting and raving and acting like they own the whole damn planet, Eh.

This was a joke. This was only a joke. Had this been an actual slam against all Americans, it would have contained some truthful statements, some insightful comments, and perhaps an ounce of wit. :smiley:

I’m sorry if my second post makes it seem like I’m soft-pedaling my stance on Canadian Francophones.

I’m not.

You miserable bastards were speaking English just fine two minutes ago, but now, when you want to cut in line on the ride at the Great Escape (lame-assed emusment park), all of a sudden it’s “Je ne parleyvous Ingleis” or whatever crap is spewing out of your mouth.

You want to be French? You’ve succeeded.

You are obstinate, incomprehensible, and arrogant.

I can handle the first two things, because I’ve met a few yankees who are like that. My father, for example. He’s as stubborn as a stone, and he tends to mumble. It’s that last one that I don’t get.

What in hell do you people think you have to be arrogant about?

Okay, now I’m ranting about stuff that happened three years ago. But, damnit, that Canuck bastard I ran into today really pissed me off.

I need to let this go.

And maybe go to bed.

If we wanted heat, we would not choose to live in New York, Ohio, Michigan, Minnesota, etc. Humans are mammals and we choose to live where mammals live. Horny toads, gila monsters, and fire ants are all fine for the Southwest, but we prefer milder forms of entertainment, such as 36" snowfalls.

(Actually, Wednesday’s 92° was not that bad, as the humidity only got up to around 38%. However, Thursday’s 97° came with 100% humidity, producing headaches, difficult respiration, and a general desire to die.)

What really burns me is ultraviolet. It’s not even a color. But infrared gets me hot. Gimme 90 and I get loosed. I don’t know why the tourists get on the bus and leave. Why don’t they just stay? I have room in my place. What did French Canadians ever do for the Navy in Grenada?

I just had to get that off my chest. You can go back to your preferred version of reality now. Good night.

Exgineer, it really isn’t nice to pick on a people who have to live out in the snowy woods year round and wear those red and black plaid LL Bean buffalo shirts and eat moose meat.

Zoe, Ex lives in Albany! Substitute “hamburgers” for “moose meat” and you’ve described Albany-ians!

I went to the casino in Niagara Falls, Ont. today. Sat down in the buffet next to a guy who I could barely understand 'cos his accent was so thick. I asked him where he was from. “SCARBOROUGH!” he wheezed. “What, Scarborough, Austria?” I asked. “NO! ONTARIO!”

I tell ya, those Canadians have no sense of humor.

gobear, congratulations… you’ve just broken through my hardened resistance to MST3K-- I think I’m going to have to give it a chance after all.

I will now apologize for this post, as required by Canadian law:

Sorry.