Hello, northern neighbors! I saw this on a joke site, and I thought it would be appreciated here:
http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20080822
Hope you get a chuckle or two out of it.
--Renée
Canadians will enjoy this!
LOLOL Thank you Renée! :D
p.s. when were were in Wyoming a resident there asked where Saskatchewan was. ;)
Hey Carol (fancyvan) you didn't take me to the Hippo races! :'(
Hilarious!!! Thanks Renée.
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You're welcome! I hope someday I can visit your beautiful country. I promise not to ask too many ignorant questions, LOL
LOL...too funny.
Sorry Pam - next time!
One of the funniest things I saw was someone from S Dakota with skis on their car, at the border crossing into Manitoba, asking how far to the best ski hills (In August..........).
My answer to that is "Do you really think Mother Nature pays attention to the human invention of Borders between countries?????? And do you think it's winter all year round in Canada, 3 1/2 hours from South Dakota?"
LOL
I love "Which way is north in Canada?" (This changes by country?)
Renée - what a HOOT! I guess stupidity knows no international borders either. Will have to plan the next trip to Calgary around the Hippo races. LOL
I'll let you know the dates as soon as I find out!
Hippo Races, same time as the Alligator Toss - between the US & Canadian Christmases (different days, doncha know?!), at precisely 1 minute before or after midnight (depends on whether we have a chartreuse moon that moment........)
Good luck to all the atheletes and spectators!! See you there!!
(Oh - it's at an as-yet-to-be-named place - anyone with a large backyard can feel free to volunteer their space, please)
We're thinking of adding Elephant Lifting, but need a trainer as our last one ate all the peanuts - any takers?
-Susan-
ROFL
Susan I'm currently in a tent trailer ROTMBO (I'm sure our neighbours are wondering what the hecks going on over here)!
Looking forward to seeing that chartreuse moon (it sounds mighty warm :)
Btw is s*n*o*w :/forecasted for Calgary???????? That dirty word was whispered here in Drumheller today (minor chance but!!!) That had me checking Moose Jaw's forecast mighty quick (since ALL my veggie patch is unprotected). :S :S :S
Better send this before I lose connection.
So, KyWoods........ y'like that, eh?
Lilypon - UCK, UGH, Yikes! That awful word!!!!!
No - none of that white stuff here, yet......
We get the OTHER wet stuff for now.............. Hippos love it, doncha know!?
I hear elephants do, too! Yes, the chartreuse moon is very warm in January lol
You should see the Forest Green Moon in Summer! only happens when someone believes in this stuff (sorta like Peter Pan's tinkerbell - you DO believe in fairies, don't you??? Clap your hands, and say "I do believe in fairies" or I'll disappear........never to be seen again........)
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He he.. That tickled my funny bone!
...........I'm faaaaaaaaaaaddddddiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggggg...............
(quick with the "I Believe" already!!)
Renee~That is very funny!
Do Canadian's know what some Americans call a Toque or knitted hat?
---please note for the record, I am a Canadian!--
Cath
Wow, Cath, I never would've guessed! Gee, and you make such a good suth'nah!
Renee~ Well, thank "ya all", I try and fit in....tee hee.
Hey, you did not answer my question. Do they call a toque a "toboggan" in KY?
LOL, they do...I never could figure out why. I thought that was what you ride down a snow-covered hill on! Of course, being from New Orleans originally, what do I know about such things?
Ha! My uncle was a border guard at Windsor for many years, and he'd come home with some doozies.
Not only the skis in July, but folks asking if they would be understood up here as they couldn't find an Eskimo phrase book. How far could they go with their car before they had to park and take dogsled.
A friend of mine who went to Uni in northern Michigan (!!) took home video of the Iditarod back to school after Xmas vacation and told his mates that this was going to school in Toronto, and no one argues.
Some Americans in Toronto here pulled up in their car one day and asked for directions (at 10a.m.) because they wanted to have lunch in Vancouver. We told them they were on the right road, just to keep following it . . .
And myself, signing in to a campground in VA a few years ago, and when the guy in the office saw the home address, said to me "Y'all sure speak good American fer a furriner."
You just gotta shake your head . . .
Lilypon~Have you ever had an American ask you where Moose Jaw is?
Oh yes ;)......more than a few (most think it isn't real).
When people ask me where I'm from I usually pause for a second and then tell them (knowing that it's going to get one reaction or another, from one end of the spectrum to the other).
That's no stranger than Rabbit Hash, Kentucky, lol. I've been there. Not much there, except for rabbits!
LOLOL yep there could be worse (I've seen a few Texas place names that are hmmm unusual to say the least.
Moose Jaw seems to have a bit of (Wild naughty West) history that attracts some, others it's the name (and I agree there are funnier ones out there), and others I'm not sure. But for whatever reason it does get noticed.
Our River Street Red ;)
photo lifted from: http://www.parklandpublishing.com/skphotos/moose_jaw/slides/01-Q1-SK%20Mural%20River%20Street%20Red.html
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I have to admit, that when asked where in Canada I am from, I have lied and said Moose Jaw---only to reply, when asked where Moose Jaw is.
"this far" from the Moose's "butt". You just can't have that kind of fun, when you say you are from Calgary!
Sorry, I just had to incude that! Getting late, better go to bed!
Thanks for putting up with me....tee hee.
LOLOL & thank you for tickling my funny bone Gardnerkett! I haven't heard that one before so I'll tuck it away for one of those days. :D
We were sooooo close to Calgary (and the mountains) just a day ago (next visit there that's where we will be a heading).
Lillypon - come visit me when u come here!
:) Thank you Tallulah I'd be tickled pink to (I'll try to send a dmail a week or two ahead of time).
Good!
Do you expect you'll be by this year, or when you get vacation, or what? Would love to see you "whenever"!!! :-))
Hi All
A native friend of mine from northern B.C. was raised helping out at her fathers lumber mill outside the reserve. Each morning they picked up their equipment & vehicles from their parking spot alongside a farmers property. The paddock next to the road housed a surly, sullen mule by the name of "George". Each morning, despite George's indifferent & surly attitude the family greeted him nontheless and each night they said goodnight to George.
One morning they arrived at the road as usual only to find George was not in the pasture. Wondering about him they set off to work and assumed that wherever he was .....he would return by the end of the day. After the days work, they returned their equipment to the road only to find George had still not yet appeared in his beloved pasture
. Next morning they went to the road, as usual and George was again not in the pasture but farmer Bob was there so they said hello to farmer Bob and asked after George. With that farmer Bob went into a tirade in some very colourful language about George's whereabouts. Seems that some American hunters had shot George. Believing him to be a moose....they shot and bagged George. Only when they tried to cross the border back into America did they come to realize their mistake.
The conversation went something like this:
Border guard "What was the purpose of your trip to Canada"
Hunters: "We was on a huntin trip sir"
Border Guard: "I see. Do you have anything to declare"
Hunters: "Yep, we bagged us a Canada moose and he is in the back of the truck"
Border Guard: "Well, open the trunk and let me have a look at your moose"
The border guard walked to the back of the truck, took a look inside at the "moose" and said
"Sir, this is NOT a moose. This here is a Jackass. And lookie here - this here Jackhass has a tattoo in his ear with the name "George and his telelphone number emblazened in this ear" Where did you "hunt" this here moose at ..exactly"
(Seems that Farmer Bob had tattooed Georges name and phone number in Georges ear some years earlier due to George escaping from the pasture on a semi-regular basis.)
Also seems that these American hunters must have believed that in Canada not only do we place our "moose" neatly behind farm fences for their easy picking but we also name and give them their own telephone numbers, which we thoughtfully tattoo into their big long ears.
In the end, the border guard called Farmer Bob and that conversation went like this:
This is the U.S. border guard ????
Sir, do you own a Jackass by the name of George?"
"Aha, I see.....OK, he is a mule then? OK, well sir, I have some rather disturbing news...............
The border guard made the hunters return George's body back to Farmer Bob AND pay him for George and apologize for their indiscretion. Which they did, post haste and then recrossed the border with their heads hung down at having lost the big catch from their foray to the north and..... all the while.......
Farmer Bob was calling them every name in the book for being so stupid, reckless, ignorant, inconsiderate, etc. etc. There were not enough dirty names in the book that Bob could dredge up out of the recesses of his brain to attach to these varmints. And now for the funny part..........
Farmer Bob is/was an AMERICAN !!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
I swear !!!
After I finally quit laughing at this story when I was told it by my friend I suddenly realized that though George may have been a nasty cuss of a mule who would miserably scowl at my friend and her family each and every day while he was alive........he sure as heck had a funny ending to his life !!!!
EEEEAAAAAWWWWW EEEEEEAAWWWWWWWW
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April~that is a sad and silly story!
Silly yes and sad but true.
thanks for the smiles - i could use them
The story of the mule is well know in Northern B.C., as is the story of the hunters who stopped at the Cache Creek game check, proud as punch with the moose they had shot.
The fellow at the game check called the owner of the HORSE, which was branded and wearing shoes, and his reply was let them go, the horse is old, and they can deal with them at the border.
And I must not leave out the story of the RCMP officer who came upon a half dozen cars parked on the side of the road, and stopped to see if he could be of assistance. What he found was an Oriental tourist not 10 feet from a grizzly bear taking pictures, but what was even more funny was the British tourist who asked the officer if they could pet the bear.
Hi oltmanns
Maybe we are talking about a different story...my friend, whose father operated their lumber business was well acquainted with "George" the mule as they saw him each and every day in his paddock next to the road where they kept their equipment. In this instance, the U.S. border guard sent the hunters back to the farmer to apologize and pay him for George. The story came from the "Horse's Mouth"...not a legend.
Great story about the oriental tourist taking pictures of and wanting to pet the bear ! Somehow thats not surprising at all. haha
You misunderstood, the story of the horse is a different story not related to the mule story and I never refered to it as a legend.
Secondly it was British tourist that wanted to pet the bear not the Oriental.
Ahhhh ok. Thks My oversight