Originally posted by Great Big SteesI eat everything with maple syrup. I even eat maple syrup with maple syrup. I work at a snow exporting company where I get such benefits as free snow for my igloo and a dental plan. I usually either ride my snow dogs to work or walk there in my stylish snow shoes. Every other weekend I go a-hunting with my dad for moose meat which I later eat with maple syrup. What do you do, eh?
Enlighten me please.
Originally posted by Raven69On a scale of 1-10 that's about a 4.5...maybe 4.6 (almost passable) but if you're not familiar with either 50 or back bacon you are NOT a Canadian in any sense of the meaning. Oh wait a minute you're JUST a youngster, that has to be the reason. Probably drink...what diet pepsi and cherry whiskey and eat Pogos?😏
I eat everything with maple syrup. I even eat maple syrup with maple syrup. I work at a snow exporting company where I get such benefits as free snow for my igloo and a dental plan. I usually either ride my snow dogs to work or walk there in my stylish snow shoes. Every other weekend I go a-hunting with my dad for moose meat which I later eat with maple syrup. What do you do, eh?
Originally posted by Great Big SteesI am very familiar with bacon, thanks. Pogos? God no! I eat poutine and drink only 100% juice and water.
On a scale of 1-10 that's about a 4.5...maybe 4.6 (almost passable) but if you're not familiar with either 50 or back bacon you are NOT a Canadian in any sense of the meaning. Oh wait a minute you're JUST a youngster, that has to be the reason. Probably drink...what diet pepsi and cherry whiskey and eat Pogos?
Originally posted by Raven69This is all very good! But have you played pond hockey in -30 temperatures, using your boots as goal posts, as there is no net to use. 😉
I eat everything with maple syrup. I even eat maple syrup with maple syrup. I work at a snow exporting company where I get such benefits as free snow for my igloo and a dental plan. I usually either ride my snow dogs to work or walk there in my stylish snow shoes. Every other weekend I go a-hunting with my dad for moose meat which I later eat with maple syrup. What do you do, eh?