Neighbors to the North
If you asked me right this very second, HEY WHERE ARE YOU BLOGGING FROM? I would answer CANADA. And if you ask WHERE? I would answer CANADA. Then if you ask NO IDIOT, I MEAN WHERE IN CANADA? I would say HEY, HEY NO NEED TO YELL AT ME. I AM BLOGGING LIVE FROM CANADA, EARTH, THE MILKY WAY, WHAT IS UP WITH THE THIRD DEGREE?
So, I’m above the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. There. It’s a place. In Canada. There are trees here. Polite people. A womanizing dog. A gentle breeze. Peace. All good things.
I’m trying to figure out how to post pictures from my phone without having to pay these stupid mobile data charges to WordPress. OMG, it’s like Canada doesn’t want me to be a winner. Listen, I’m on to you, Canada. You are going to try to rip me off but I won’t have any of it. No. I will settle this as I settle everything: via CAGEMATCH.
Thank you for keeping a watchful eye on the Canadians. It seems the quite ones cause the most distress.
CANADA IS VERY VERY BIG.
my brother always jokes that one day canada will reveal all of it’s weapons of mass destruction (cleverly hidden in the forests where no one would look)
@VK Yes, they are up to no good.
@Doretta Seriously, WHEN THE HELL DID THAT HAPPEN? I miss you. Hung out w/ ADZP and clearly we needed the other me to bring balance to the force.
@lanna It might be hidden in ice somewhere, farther up north.