You know your in Canada when you get the urge to go fishing and it takes six hours just to cut a hole in the ice big enough to get your boat in.

You know your in Canada when your teenager asks for a ski-doo instead of a car 'cause although you can't make out in the back seat of a ski-do at least you can get to the date with one.

You know your in Canada when each of your neighbors has an uncle who once went out to shovel the driveway and has never been seen again.

You know your from Canada when you take a vacation down to the US and you remark to your wife, "Look honey they have trees, and they come in GREEN!"

I knew I'd been in Canada too long when my brother commented, "If'n ya don'd mine me sa'yn, y'all talk funny nowadays."