The Super Dooper Canadian Thread (now with 47% more Canadian Bacon)

Eriol

Eriol

jwhouk said:
Actually, I think I've only got about 40-50% of Canada's population further south of me.
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Much further west, but come to the Okanogan (Kelowna) area. Lows in winter rarely touch -10C (doesn't hit 0F) and nice warm summers. But still very close to skiing due to mountains.


Btw the movie was "The Jackal". The newer one with Poitier, Gere, and Willis.
 
Chad Sexington

Chad Sexington

Frank said:
http://www.huffingtonpost.ca/2013/05/02/marc-garneau-canadarm-event_n_3204073.html

Sometimes, it just hurts to see how petty our government is.
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I'm slightly confused. Garneau says he just wanted to be in the audience. Another Liberal MP who also wasn't invited decided to attend anyway, so I feel as though Garneau still could have gone?

Not that there isn't an air of snubbing here: politics gets stupidly petty. But I'm just not sure Garneau isn't being equally petty by not going to an event he clearly could have attended just to point out he wasn't invited. If this did have such personal meaning to him, why make it political?
 
Chad Sexington

Chad Sexington

Frank said:
Pettiness on both sides was my intention for that post.
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Oh, I misunderstood. The article seemed slanted toward Garneau so I suppose I just assumed your comment was in agreement. When you assume, etc.

But! In happier, more uniting Canadian news, it is the 25th Anniversary of Peter Mansbridge hosting the National, and they put together a tribute
 
checkeredhat

checkeredhat

You guys, forget all that petty political stuff. This is something that matters:
We're losing Jay and Dan to the Americans.
Jay Onrait and Dan O'Toole of TSN's Sportscentre are leaving for Fox Sports One.
This upsets me greatly.


 
checkeredhat

checkeredhat

Exactly. As someone who really only gives a damn about hockey and lacrosse, those two can actually get me to sit through basketball news and highlights and clips of golf. I honestly think they appeal to an audience beyond sports, despite hosting a sports show on a sports network. And their podcast, with weekly appearances by Our Lady Peace's Jeremy Taggart, is hilarious. I hope the podcast continues under the FOX banner after they've left Toronto for LA.
 
Frank

Frank

DarkAudit said:
I had not seen or heard of these guys until now. I feel deprived.
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Well, you live in the US, you will soon.

Yeah, they're easily the best sports anchors on Earth. They will be missed. I don't know how TSN could have let this happen. Bell's not hurting for cash not to be able to match whatever offer they got from Fox.
 
checkeredhat

checkeredhat

DarkAudit said:
I had not seen or heard of these guys until now. I feel deprived.
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Their humour isn't for everybody, but I love 'em. They're definitely very popular among Canadian sportsfans and thanks to YouTube, Reddit, their podcast, and mrlogue1021 (who used to post their clips on YouTube before being shut down for copyright by TSN- Then hired by TSN to post their clips on YouTube under the TSNCanada channel) they're getting big among hockey fans in the USA as well.

I really hope I can still watch them and listen to their podcast after the move.

Also, prepare for Movember to start getting a whole lot better:

 
HCGLNS

HCGLNS


For years, I was a keener, but after my short-lived stint as reeve of Dildo, Nfld., in which I stumped for the still-unpopular Gouge and Screw Tax — dinged in the polls and my approval rating going downhill as fast as a runaway toboggan or a bus shagger — I put the kerfuffle behind me and tried to forget the fact that I’d been soundly turfed, even though Joey Smallwood’s buddy had cherry-picked me himself. I got off the chesterfield, threw on my old housecoat and thongs, hucked a forty pounder, half-sack of swish and mickey of goof in a Loblaws bag over my shoulder before leaving my bachelor apartment to head due west past fire halls and hydros and parkades and corner stores in the direction of Dead Rear, Oilberta looking for some kind of joe job — cleaning eavestroughs; stitching hockey sweaters; packing Smarties; anything! — although damned if I knew whether I would find work once I got there.
We listened to Tagish Elvis while subsisting on jam busters, ketchup chips, butter tarts and Crispy Crunches​
Holding up a sign scribbled in pencil crayons bought at Crappy Tire and with a soaker after stepping into the muddy slough of a nearby parkette, I eventually hosed some scivey knob into driving me in his Zed 28, although he ended up being a good fellow, and I wasn’t forced to drop the gloves, even though he looked like Tiger Williams, which scared me some. The car broke down after running into a tractor trailer hauling paint rollers, but it was nothing a few twists of the Robertsons couldn’t fix, so pretty soon we were back doing burgers and spinnin’ and freakin’ for a few hundred clicks over prairie oysters in a vehicle whose engine sounded like an asbesthos’ed garburator stuffed with brown bread and back bacon.
In the CBC, we listened to Tagish Elvis and Crowchild while subsisting on jam busters, ketchup chips, butter tarts, Joe Louis’, Crispy Crunches and Glossettes, pop, a bowl of kay-dee, poutine, pogos, Pablum, donairs, Nanaimo bars wrapped in a serviette, Timbits, Kokanee, and dried pickerel purchased with the last of my pogie. We paid our loonies and toonies to get into the ferry queue at night — the boat was nothing but a glorified dory, if you ask me — and then the spudhead and I reached the mainland at dawn, having killed a deck of Dummies and then another of Ladies that he kept stashed in the glovebox.
Buddy said it was fine having been toe-dragged by love, although thinking about her still got the old snerk’s gitch in a knot​
Jesus Murphy, he told me the wild story of how, last week, his fiancée had gone into town for her stagette, but she and her flippin’ slurreys had killed a Texas Mickey cut with alcool and got snokked before meeting two Molson-Muscled sliveens holding jib who got them high and eventually talked the foof out of getting betrothed. Buddy said it was fine having been decked and toe-dragged by love, although thinking about her still got the old snerk’s gitch in a knot. I said it was probably for the best, then told him that I had to head’r. Hoser said “Later, Skookum,” and I hit the concession road heading west to Edmonchuck, where the humidex said it was plus 20, and so I ditched my hoodie, touque and bunny hug.
Mighta been the Chinook.
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Gusto

Gusto

Ontarians:

LCBO is supposed to go on strike on this, the most holy of weekends. Be sure to stock up tonight!
 
Frank

Frank

Always bugs me when non-members wear the serge. The bastardized ones bug me even more.

Another topic:

HEY TORONTONIANS! How bout your crack smoking mayor?
 
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