A Canadian is walking down the street with a case of beer under his arm. His friend Doug stops him and asks, “Hey Bob! Whacha get the case of beer for?”
“I got it for my wife, eh.” answers Bob.
“Oh!” exclaims Doug, “Good trade.”
“I got it for my wife, eh.” answers Bob.
“Oh!” exclaims Doug, “Good trade.”
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- Q: What are the two seasons of weather in Canada?
- A: Six months of winter and six months of poor snowmobiling.
- Q: Did you hear about the war between Newfoundland and Nova Scotia?
- A: The Newfies were lobbing hand grenades; the Nova Scotians were pulling the pins and throwing them back.
- Q: How many Canadians does it take to change a light bulb ?
- A: Twelve. Four to form a Parliamentary study committee to decide how to solve the problem, one Francophone to complain that I didn’t translate this joke into French, one Native Canadian to protest that the interests of Native Canadians have been overlooked, one woman from the National Action Committee On the Status Of Women to say that women have been underrepresented in the process, one to go over the border to the Niagara Falls Factory Outlet Mall and buy a new bulb and not pay duty on it on the way back, one to actually screw it in, one to collect taxes on the whole procedure so the government can afford it, one to buy a case of Molson for everybody to drink, and one to drop the puck.
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In a train car there were a Canadian, an American, a spectacular looking blonde and a fat lady.
During the trip the train passes through a dark tunnel, and the unmistakable sound of a slap is heard. When the train exits the tunnel, the American had a big red slap mark on his cheek.
The blonde thought – “That American idiot wanted to touch me and by mistake he must have put his hand on the fat lady, who in turn must have slapped his face.”
The fat lady thought – “This dirty old American laid his hands on the blonde and she smacked him.”
The American thought – “That crazy Canadian put his hand on that blonde and by mistake she slapped me.”
The Canadian thought – “I hope there’s another tunnel soon so I can smack that stupid American again.”
In a train car there were a Canadian, an American, a spectacular looking blonde and a fat lady.
During the trip the train passes through a dark tunnel, and the unmistakable sound of a slap is heard. When the train exits the tunnel, the American had a big red slap mark on his cheek.
The blonde thought – “That American idiot wanted to touch me and by mistake he must have put his hand on the fat lady, who in turn must have slapped his face.”
The fat lady thought – “This dirty old American laid his hands on the blonde and she smacked him.”
The American thought – “That crazy Canadian put his hand on that blonde and by mistake she slapped me.”
The Canadian thought – “I hope there’s another tunnel soon so I can smack that stupid American again.”
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