(Yeah, this was done in a few minutes late at night after some drinks, if that explains it at all
Happy 142nd Birthday, my dear, sweet Canada! Fellow Canucks, go forth and enjoy the good beer, the overpriced rock concerts, the smell of balloons, Beavertails (with cinnamon!), maple-flavoured meats, shots of syrup, some hockey and lacrosse (or both at once; lackey? Hacrosse?), and red-and-white merchandise as far as the eye can see. Enjouy the Happy Cannabis Day flags, the screaming kids, the drunkenly screaming adults, the parades, the brawls, the polite opening of doors, the polite diversion of vomit from your neighbour's flipflops, the wearing of TRULY RIDICULOUS hats, and firrrrreeeeewoooooooorkkksss in every town, major city, and outpost with a population of two.
And as the bus safety video they made us watch in grade 2 taught me: NEVER TRUST A MOOSE. Those bastards are ornery and giant and WILL KILL YOU. I wouldn't trust a beaver, either; those buggers would bite your hand off, leaving you with a bloodied stump to barbecue with. What an awesome national animal
Happy National Holiday That Most People Have Off Work But Not Me Day!!