The Great White North
"Cooo loo coo coo cooo loo coo cooooo" For those of you that don't know... here's a little "map of Canada" with some of our famous landmarks: The call of the Great White North. It's December, the temperature falls well below zero and winter, the real Canadian winter begins. We suck in deep breaths of frigid Canadian air feeling our lungs seize, our nostrils freeze shut and our eyes tear up. "AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Now all we do is wait for those heavy snowfalls. I remember as a kid, we had alot more snow than we do now. We'd be waiting for the bus and built snow forts on the side of the road because the drifts were so huge. Standing at the end of the driveway, flapping our arms, burying our face in our coats to save our noses from freezing and falling off. Of course, that's "nothing compared to" what our father endured! Goodness no! "When *I* was a lad... (cough, bristle, squaring shoulders) *I* had to walk 7 miles in snow up to my armpits!!!" (all the children nodding, rolling our eyes, mumbling 'yeah yeah, with two broken legs and you were so poor you had to tame a wolf to have a pet dog). (EDITING NOTE! I have since been informed by *HIMSELF* that it was *9* miles in a body cast! Ah me... my apologies Dad *blink*) Enough whining about winter. How about Christmas shopping? I know there are some of you that start Boxing Day and are finished by June for the following Christmas. Canadians follow the same Christmas list every year. The typical "12 days". According to Bob and Doug anyway: (From the Great White North album, background singers and everything eh?) Bob & Doug's 12 Days of Christmas 1. A Beer 2. Two turtlenecks and a beer 3. Three french toast and a beer 4. Four pounds of backbacon and a beer 5. Five golden touques! 6. Six packs of two-four 7. Seven packs of smokes Doug: Whew! This should just be the two days of Christmas, it's too hard for us! Bob: Um... Doug: Go, hoser. 8. Eight comic books (they stop singing, and let the background singers sing from 5 to 2; they also sing "a beer on my tree", then Bob says "that beer's empty") Bob: Okay... day...BG Singers: TWELVE! Doug: Good day, and welcome to day twelve! BG Singers: Five golden touques! Doug: So like that's our song, Merry Christmas... Bob: Merry Christmas! Doug: Next Christmas, I'll get me a chainsaw... Bob: Take off! Doug: Boy, that song was a beauty. It moved me... Bob: Yeah, I think it ranks up there with Stairway to Heaven... Doug: Wha-? Wiping a nostalgic tear from my eye. *twich* Take me home! Main Dave's Chronicles
For those of you that don't know... here's a little "map of Canada" with some of our famous landmarks:
The call of the Great White North. It's December, the temperature falls well below zero and winter, the real Canadian winter begins.
We suck in deep breaths of frigid Canadian air feeling our lungs seize, our nostrils freeze shut and our eyes tear up.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Now all we do is wait for those heavy snowfalls. I remember as a kid, we had alot more snow than we do now. We'd be waiting for the bus and built snow forts on the side of the road because the drifts were so huge. Standing at the end of the driveway, flapping our arms, burying our face in our coats to save our noses from freezing and falling off.
Of course, that's "nothing compared to" what our father endured! Goodness no!
"When *I* was a lad... (cough, bristle, squaring shoulders) *I* had to walk 7 miles in snow up to my armpits!!!" (all the children nodding, rolling our eyes, mumbling 'yeah yeah, with two broken legs and you were so poor you had to tame a wolf to have a pet dog).
(EDITING NOTE! I have since been informed by *HIMSELF* that it was *9* miles in a body cast! Ah me... my apologies Dad *blink*)
Enough whining about winter. How about Christmas shopping? I know there are some of you that start Boxing Day and are finished by June for the following Christmas. Canadians follow the same Christmas list every year.
The typical "12 days". According to Bob and Doug anyway: (From the Great White North album, background singers and everything eh?)
Bob & Doug's 12 Days of Christmas
1. A Beer 2. Two turtlenecks and a beer 3. Three french toast and a beer 4. Four pounds of backbacon and a beer 5. Five golden touques! 6. Six packs of two-four 7. Seven packs of smokes
Doug: Whew! This should just be the two days of Christmas, it's too hard for us! Bob: Um... Doug: Go, hoser.
8. Eight comic books (they stop singing, and let the background singers sing from 5 to 2; they also sing "a beer on my tree", then Bob says "that beer's empty")
Bob: Okay... day...BG Singers: TWELVE! Doug: Good day, and welcome to day twelve! BG Singers: Five golden touques!
Doug: So like that's our song, Merry Christmas... Bob: Merry Christmas! Doug: Next Christmas, I'll get me a chainsaw... Bob: Take off! Doug: Boy, that song was a beauty. It moved me... Bob: Yeah, I think it ranks up there with Stairway to Heaven... Doug: Wha-?
Wiping a nostalgic tear from my eye. *twich*
