When I first moved to Canada, I showed up to a party and started putting my beer in the fridge. The entire kitchen stopped to stare in wonder and disbelief until someone yelled out ‘don’t fucking waste pizza space. This whole country is a f*ckin icebox’
Canada just gets more and more perfect the more I learn and hear about it.
My whole family assumes I’m straight and it’s like if I say anything like “wow that girl is so pretty” they’re like “you’re pretty too don’t compare yourself’ like no mom the only thing I’m comparing is the width between her legs and how well I could fit.