With any luck, the translation from Cyrillic to whatever babble you folks north of the border are gibbering these days, may become erroneous.
It may go from "kill the two-legged walkers" to "sure, it's made of steel and looks dangerous, but just stick your head in it."
You may be joking, but in many large areas I fear that english, or even the gobbledygook that y'all speak down there, is slowly becoming a minority language.
With any luck, the translation from Cyrillic to whatever babble you folks north of the border are gibbering these days, may become erroneous.
It may go from "kill the two-legged walkers" to "sure, it's made of steel and looks dangerous, but just stick your head in it."
You may be joking, but in many large areas I fear that english, or even the gobbledygook that y'all speak down there, is slowly becoming a minority language.
Yeah, I'm joking.
I'm rarely serious unless were talking about grinners.
(p.s. Did you use a canuckian to campfire translator? Didn't think you guys had a word for "y'all".)
With any luck, the translation from Cyrillic to whatever babble you folks north of the border are gibbering these days, may become erroneous.
It may go from "kill the two-legged walkers" to "sure, it's made of steel and looks dangerous, but just stick your head in it."
You may be joking, but in many large areas I fear that english, or even the gobbledygook that y'all speak down there, is slowly becoming a minority language.
Yeah, I'm joking.
I'm rarely serious unless were talking about grinners.
(p.s. Did you use a canuckian to campfire translator? Didn't think you guys had a word for "y'all".)
RWE: With apologies if you've seen this already sir.
In the off chance you have not already seen this excellent educational tutorial dealing with the primary differences between our nations, I'll offer this for your edification.
Hopefully you got a bit of a chuckle at least and all the best to you on the upcoming weekend sir.
Truth be known, I was raised in Michigan and we made trips across the border for beer and fishing all the time before we decided our northern border was too porous.
Too far from the GWN now, so I'm solving the problem by brewing my own.
I'd give you crap about no Canadian teams in the Stanley Cup, but then again, my Red Wings choked (again) and frozen ponds are the place for hockey anyway.