The Dangers of Dating a Canadian

Syrupy smell.
Hockey pads, pucks and skates all over the place.
Cold skin.
Language barrier. (Serviette or napkin?)
Constantly running out of “maple glaze” for Salmon.
Flannel burn.
Constantly running out of Salmon.
Abuse of free health care.
Overt friendliness.
Bad teeth. [REDACTED] (confused with British?)
Might be Mike Myers.
Huge, hair covered arms. Glistening black claws. Sharp, flesh puncturing incisors. (Could be bear?)
Ice fish hook caught in eye.
Constantly running out of Poutine.
Public embarrassment.
Often too stoned from smoking high grade legal marijuana.
Easily mistaken for albino moose.
Ends alphabet with Zed.
No understanding of multifaceted military.
Possibly a bear.
Is Canadian.

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Title by: Rebekah
Story by: Jeremy

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