Our neighbor to the north (east, if you're in Alaska) has been begging me - begging me! - to invade them. Apparently, their Prime Minister, whom they refer to as Steve in a Blue Sweater, is a lot like Bush. We feel your pain, eh?
I have to say, the idea is quite appealing to me. The one thing that gives me pause is Quebec. The French-speaking province. Where they speak "that language." Did I ever tell you about the time the French tried to kill me? Ok, it was the French-French, not Canadian-French. Still.
So I'm going to throw this one out to my reader(s). A two part question:
1) Should we invade Canada?
2) If so, include Quebec?
In case the vote is to invade, Tonya right now is in upper Montana writing up an invasion plan on a cocktail napkin, pick-up truck all gassed up and ready to cross the border in a moment's notice. Or as soon as she sobers up, whichever comes first.
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Invade them all. Make Kenamom one of us.
I thought I was already one of you?
Tell Tonya when she makes it to the Canadian border and they are closed, don't worry - we keep a spare key under the mat....us Canadians are so polite!
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