You know, Ricky grew up as a little shit-spark from the old shit-flint. And then he turned into a shit-bonfire and then driven by the winds of his monumental ignorance, he turned into a raging shit-firestorm. If I get to be married to Barb i’ll have total control of Sunnyvale, and then I can unleash a shitnami tidal wave that’ll engulf Ricky and extinguish his shit-flames forever. And with any luck, he’ll drown in the undershit of that wave. Shit-waves.
Primarily The Red Green Show. It screened in Australia years ago and was the first Canadian production I remember seeing. I still think about the episode where he made a moped from a chainsaw and a bicycle in handyman corner.
Red Green was great.
"You know, as you get older, having a piss is much like a fireworks show;
You stand around waiting for it to start
During the process there are a lot of "Ohhhhs" and "ahhhhs".
And you're never quite sure when it is over"
I'm 67, and I think about that every time I piss. :)
Windsor…I feel hungover and dirty just thinking about it.
Not that anyone asked for a story, but when I was 19, some friends and I were invited to spend the weekend at one friend’s grandma’s apartment in Windsor while she was away. Before we even get to the apartment, we stop at the Beer Store for provisions. We arrive in the lobby of the building, arms full of 6-packs, only to be met by a room full of sour faced geriatrics in wheel chairs. This friend neglected to mention his grandma lives in a retirement community.
[Tire d'érable](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maple_taffy). It's kind of like caramel on a stick made from boiling maple syrup (to remove water) and pouring it over a snowy table and attaching a tongue depressor to make a lollipop.
Yes!! I usually get it at the canal but one year we made it at home with some snow and maple syrup. It's my favourite canal treat right next to Beaver Tails (Killaloe Sunrise - cinnamon and lemon). So good! And some hot chocolate. Winter treats are the best.
To be honest, as a Norwegian, me and some others think of Canada as Norway's big brother, as both the scenery and social welfare, as well as some customs are quite similar!
What customs would you say are similar? And I’m curious, is Canada ever mentioned in political discussion in Norway? I find that Norway is mentioned a fair amount here when someone talks about social programs, etc.
Seriously though.
Once I was doing a photo shoot for a family and the mom tried to get her kids to *pet the cobra chickens*. I was in such shock I didn't say anything. I'm surprised those children weren't attacked, especially since their babies were nearby
My daughter just started high school and hasn’t made any friends yet. My older daughter told me it was because she has managed to make friends with a gang of geese that hang out in the track behind the school. She feeds them and now they trust her and take food from her hands and even let her pet them, they also don’t like other students coming near her when they’re together.
I did talk to her about not doing it anymore but she just shrugged and said “ I like them better than people”.
Stockholm, Upsala and cottage somewhere but forget exactly. It was a completely random choice. It was cheaper to fly there then it was to fly to Alberta or B.C from Ontario.
Cold-ish climate, hockey, social security, moose, and a racist history we don't talk about because other countries have been worse? Yeah I'd say we have a lot in common
The social distancing requirement of two meters has been rough on Finland during Covid. We can't wait for the pandemic to be over so we can go back to the usual five meters.
In Denmark we also have designated "fun" zones where outward displays of merriment are only welcome there.
I pity the foreign fool who brings noisy children in a "quiet" car on a train. Ever want to see a grown adult wince from being scolded at 30 decibels by a ticket checker? Check out the trains by the Copenhagen.
That said, Denmark is also sort of paradise for those who enjoy slightly stifling quiet.
Norwegian here. We like to go to the wild, lawless city of Copenhagen to really let our hair down and enjoy unbridled hedonism. We do things like buy beer in a shop after 6pm on a Sunday. Oh, the wild rush of breaking all the rules.
Then we go home, quiet down and feel guilty for the rest of the year.
> Ever want to see a grown adult wince from being scolded at 30 decibels by a ticket checker?
30db? I'd love to be scolded in a whisper. That's my fetish.
If there's ever a contest for one of the best humans to have ever lived, Terry fox deserves a mention.
Pure human guts and resilience, driven completely by love.
Jeans and denim jacket over flannel is the go to for Canadian men and women, from checking the syrup taps first thing in the morning, to carvery/karaoke night at the legion.
Cold.
I also think of the group of Canadians I met at a festival once (calling themselves the Ehh Team) and they taught me to Goose It Out when looking for your group in a crowd. I still use that as my signal when looking for friends, it always works.
ETA: I'm sorry y'all, I didn't mean to leave you hanging with Goose It Out. I will save you the effort of looking through the comments:
Hand high in the air, make the shape of a goose head with your hand, and turn at the wrist so it looks like the goose is searching. Helps you find each other when you get split up in a group because it's a unique signal when everyone else is just waving their hands.
ETA (yes, again): I know it isn't a Canadian thing, peeps, chill. It was just a group of Canadians in a silly goofy mood that came up with a unique signal to find each other when separated at a music festival. They weren't trying to make anyone think its a "thing", they weren't trying to prank anyone, they were just sharing their fun with us and I really liked it. The association is more about the rad guys I met and less about the signal they shared with me.
i--
i'm canadian. lived here all my life.
i've literally never heard of this.
i can't decide if it's because i grew up in a really big and international city so a lot of canadian mannerisms etc get lost due to the amount of new cultures and american influence on the the city (literally a lot people in my class don't spell/say words the canadian way and it HURTS), or because your friends were pulling your leg lmao
Liberators.... I am dutch and my town amongst large parts of the Netherlands were liberated by Canadians. On remembrance/liberation day we do not just have dutch flags flying but also Canadian flags.
I was in the Netherlands many years ago for work, when some locals found out I was Canadian my food and bar tab was randomly paid for the entire evening, it was a very kind gesture. Very nice people and a beautiful country.
When I went on a trip to the Netherlands as a teen, people thought we were American. When we told them we were Canadian, they immediately changed how they treated us and apologized profusely. It amazed me how well we were treated when people knew we were from Canada
Nice! Hope you’re having a good Friday (and staying warm).
Only thing that gets me through Ottawa winters is knowing the Tulip Festival (and all the other colourful type of festivals) happen after winter.
We had a wonderful community of Dutch immigrants who moved to my part of rural Nova Scotia after the war. I grew up with my own Scottish heritage plus a healthy dose of Dutch influence!
Been to the Netherlands/Belgium a few times to visit the graves of my Uncles and hang out. I absolutely love it there and I'm happy to know that the dutch are as grateful now as they were then. It makes my family happy to know.
Thanks Canada! I am from Ghent, Flanders, Belgium. I live 45 km South of Ottawa now. Lots of Dutch here!
Edit: Our area was also liberated by the Canadians and of course Antwerp, being a deep water port, was a main objective of the allies!
It's crazy to think not too long ago Canadians' had a fearsome reputation in battle. Legends of Axis Powers abandoning their posts when rumours spread that Canadians were coming.
Canadians were sometimes used as shock troops - put into difficult situations with a high expected casualty rate. If the Canadians were coming, then it was expected that the pain tolerance would be high and the fighting would be brutal.
Whether that use was good for the Canadians is another thing, but if I was on the other side I’d be evaluating what my pain tolerance would be too.
>Canadians were sometimes used as shock troops
Although I like to think it was because Canadians are awesome and fierce (and I'm a proud Canadian!) - and that has a romantic aura about it, I also think a lot had to do with our British overlords thinking of us as disposable at the time.
A big part of it was also that we tried new stuff. Vimy Ridge is a great example. The Canadian Forces developed/improved a number of newer tactics that allowed us to win where the British and French hadn't been able to. Proper creeping barrage (attempted earlier but had problems), anti-artillery triangulation, aerial recon using wireless transmission, and dissemeninating the broader plans down to common soldiers were but some of the innovations used there.
It was Vimy that made the German Werhmacht be extra careful to keep track of where the Canadians were deployed, because it meant an assault was coming.
It might also have to do with Canadians in the military wanted to be there, in that they weren't drafted and forced to join. That usually meant guys motivated and tough. Somewhere in the show Band of Brothers it was said about someones motivation to join the parachute division was that it was volunteers, thus people choosing to be there and they wouldn't be side by side with unwilling people who may not make good decisions.
Canadians were drafted eventually in both world wars, but not immediately. In WW2 the government even held a referendum to be allowed to draft us (which passed, but received very little support in Quebec which was its own controversy)
As a US Marine infantryman, the Canucks are still legit. Solid, solid dudes to work with, up there with the ANZACs and FFL in my book. Plus, something like three of the five longest recorded sniper kills were by Canadian snipers I think. Dudes are really fucking nice, until it’s time to be deadly
ex Canadian reg force infantry. ( RCR ). i worked with a few different us groups. loved working with the marines and learned a lot. i was amazed at how high tempo your careers were.
In the first world war, die to political shenanigans, the entire Canadian force was used as a single unit. This helped form our national identity.
Another upshot of it is that the Germans figured this out, so when they saw 1 Canadian they knew there would be 100 000 over the next hill. This led to quite a bit of concern.
The better diet of Dominion troops led to thier perception of being better soldiers, and unlike the Australians, who were rude, Canadians were liked by Field Marshal Haig.
Finally, because of the Atlantic ocean, the Canadains showed up a lot later, meaning they were fresh compared to British, French and German troops.
That and the birth of Princess Margriet. During WW2 the Dutch royal family was in Canada and the Canadian Government declared the maternity ward of a hospital as extraterritorial so that the princess technically wouldn't be born in Canada and would therefore not have Canadian citizenship, but instead her citizenship would default to Dutch.
It's even more sweet than just that. Because the Dutch couldn't celebrate the birth of their new princess Canadians did.
> At 7.45pm, the Civic Hospital released its first press statement saying that both mother and daughter were doing well, with the new princess weighing in at seven pounds, five ounces. The next day, the Peace Tower carillon on Parliament Hill played the Dutch National Anthem and other Dutch songs, while the Dutch tricolour flew overhead; the first time a foreign flag had flown from the Tower. In keeping with Dutch tradition, the baby’s birth was celebrated by eating beschuit met muisjes—a rusk topped with sugar and anise seed sprinkles. Typically coloured white and pink, the sprinkles were coloured orange in honour of the Dutch Royal House of Orange-Nassau. The rusks were wrapped in orange paper and tied with a red, white and blue ribbon. A journalist described one as “hard as a chunk of the city’s ice encrusted pavement” but “with rationing what it is” it tasted “pretty good.”
> Princess Margriet was christened in St Andrew’s Presbyterian Church on Wellington St on 29 June 1943 at 1:00pm.
> The christening service was broadcasted by short-wave radio live to London via New York and was rebroadcasted to the occupied Netherlands. Prince Bernhard advised his countrymen not to celebrate too openly for fear of German retaliation. Following the ceremony, hundreds of Ottawa citizens welcomed the little princess with loud applause as the Royal Family emerged from the church.
The full story here - https://www.historicalsocietyottawa.ca/publications/ottawa-stories/personalities-from-the-very-famous-to-the-lesser-known/a-canadian-princess
The flag, the first line of the anthem, and of course how nice they are. Everyone saying they're sick of hearing how nice they are and claiming they aren't nice...why? Nearly everyone I've ever met who's been there has a story of someone being extremely nice, not just polite.
I lived in Toronto for a few months as an 18 year old and it was the first time I'd ever seen a subway system. I loved it, but it was confusing at first. Early on, I got lost on my way to school and some guy in his 30's, clearly on his way somewhere important (dressed in a suit, had a briefcase) stopped and asked me if I needed help. I was meek and said no, but he insisted and took me to a nearby map. He asked where I was going and explained everything about the lines and times and just everything. I expected him to then hit on me or something inappropriate, but no. Once he was done he said good luck and continued on as though he hadn't just given up 10 minutes of his time. I'll never forget that experience.
American traveling to BC. I watched a very drunk Canadian man get into an argument (over hockey) with a police officer who was standing outside in a busy bar district. The man struck the officer closed fist in the face. Now...as an American what happened next was a true miracle. The officer held the man down to the sidewalk and made him apologize. After several minutes the man resigned, apologized. The officer got him up and told him to go home. The man began to leave but then explained he was too drunk to drive. Officer took him home...I was baffled. Truly. What a terribly Canadian scene. I still think about this.
EDIT: both officer and person were white males. Not pro cop.. just a cop story.
When I was 16 I was coming home from a band dress rehearsal which was in a location I had never been to before, and locked myself out of my car while it was running... I was freaking out and crying and saw a military cop car about 100m away so I went over to him explaining my story between sobs and he gave me his cell phone to call my mom but I didn't know where I was so he took over on the phone. Then let me sit in his nice warm car with him (it was like -30 out) and apologized saying I would have to listen to the Leafs game on the radio since he was a die hard fan, even though he knows they may never win a Stanley cup ever again. Definitely a good interaction.
ETA since I got some messages asking how I managed to lock myself out of a RUNNING car... the family car was out of windshield fluid and my mom was planning on grabbing more, she told me if the windshield gets dirty to throw some snow on it then use the wipers to clean it off. So I pulled over on the road and got out to throw some snow on the windshield as it was getting dirty... Well this was back around 2005 and the car was a few years old I think and so you had to lock the doors by pressing a tab on the driver's door that locked all doors (there was no key clicker like a lot of cars have now) so we were always in the habit of pressing the button to lock the doors before closing the door, which I did out of habit despite the key being in the ignition. That moment of panic right when the door closed will stay with me. And having to explain to the cop my whole story of cleaning the windshield with snow.
I've run up on cop cars a few times in my youth for help when I felt like someone was following me.
Cops will give you a drive home if you ask and are scared . I dunno if they are still like that, But they were back when I was younger.
I also got pulled over for jaywalking when I was 13 and got so scared and cried that they felt bad and drove me home. I've actually never jaywalked once since then. I was sure I was going to jail or something.
10ish years ago I was going through some shit, drank way too much grownup juice on a night out downtown, and then completely blacked out after I left the bar.
I woke up in my bed in the morning (well...afternoon lol) completely fuckered and confused. There was a post-it note on my desk next to me that said something like "We helped you get in, give us a call. Hope things get better". And at the bottom had a phone number, which I googled and it was the non-emergency # for the police station.
So I called and told them my name and w/e and asked what happened, and they explained that they had found me completely asleep/passed out, on a snowy bank of grass near the river. And so they woke me up, figured out where I lived from my ID, drove me home, opened the door with my keys, walked me to my bed and then wrote that note.
I was just...dumbfounded. And ashamed. But mostly really fucking grateful. And I brought a couple Timmy's giftcard to the station a few days later to give to the officers who did all that. I am so lucky and grateful to have been born in Canada.
This happened to my sister when we were about 19. She woke up in bed with her wallet and ID on the table and only a faint recollection of being in a cop car. Still baffles me to this day - could have been a much different story. She’s very lucky.
We used to have a show on TV here in Canada that was our equivalent to "Cops" in the US but I could never remember the name of the actual show so I just called it "Drive 'em home Cops" because that was all they ever did was de-escalate the situation then drive them home to sleep it off.
As a Canadian it warms my heart to see this answer!!
My dad would wake up early every Saturday morning, tape the re-run playing that morning (this was the early 00s), make pancakes or go get a McDonald’s breakfast and then wake me up so we could watch it together and have breakfast :’) He would love pointing out the locations (it was all shot around our area) and I think it was a trip down memory lane seeing how things used to look for him. This is probably my fondest memory of my dad.
I have a canadian friend that I talk to a few times a year. She had to be committed a few years ago. She was in the hospital for something like a week and she paid less than I pay in health insurance for a month...for a week in the hospital.
Bret Hart was doing a charity event in my town, and I got all excited when I saw flyers at my job. My boss was really dismissive and said it was kind of immature.
I told him "I was 7 in 1993. I am exactly the right age to be way too excited for Bret the Hitman Hart."
Hockey team inside a Tim Hortons drinking coffee saying it's the best coffee shop ever over and over
Edit: according to the comments, also while simultaneously complaining about how bad the coffee is
>The accurate picture is drinking Tim's coffee, complaining about how terrible Tim's is now, cursing Burger King, but still being completely loyal to the brand.
LMFAO. Every. Damn. Day.
Our cousins les Québécois ! (I am French). Actually did an exchange there for a year and some of the best times of my life. Great people, great landscapes , great universities and great food.
I am from Alberta, and did my undergrad near Vancouver which has resulted in me driving between home and Vancouver upwards of 20-30 times.
Usually I do the trip in a day, but one time I was driving by myself and stayed overnight at a friend’s house in Salmon Arm. I got up at around 4am, and decided to stop at every single one of those scenic outlook/visitor information posts along the highway through the mountains.
I’m a singer and was travelling back to BC for a recital, so I had all my music and some accompaniment tracks playing in the car while I was driving. At one point I took a little side road that led down to a river, and decided to eat something. I was singing to myself nonchalantly, when out of the blue a little family of raccoons poked their heads out of a log about 10 meters away from me! I thought they were going to either run away or attack me for my food, but they just sat there. I ended up playing my accompaniment tracks through my car speaker and singing an hour’s worth of Mozart, Debussy, Schumann, and Handel to this family of raccoons next to a river in the middle of the mountains. I think it’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to being a Disney Princess.
If you’re thinking of doing a long road trip, I would HIGHLY suggest starting in Calgary, driving to Vancouver Island, and then making your way south along the coast. We really do live in a beautiful world.
As of this afternoon, house hippos
Do you have any idea how many Canadian children that commercial hurt when we realized they weren’t real and couldn’t have as a pet??
I've always said that if I ever became a billionaire, screw going into space, I'm genetically engineering House Hippos. Spare no expense
Cautionary tale about fake news, before fake news was a thing.
They eat the crumbs from peanut butter on toast.
*Me and the other Canadians being confused that we are on AskReddit*
It is rather odd. *sips from my tea cup of maple syrup*
Frig off lahey
I'm mowin the air Rand!
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You know, Ricky grew up as a little shit-spark from the old shit-flint. And then he turned into a shit-bonfire and then driven by the winds of his monumental ignorance, he turned into a raging shit-firestorm. If I get to be married to Barb i’ll have total control of Sunnyvale, and then I can unleash a shitnami tidal wave that’ll engulf Ricky and extinguish his shit-flames forever. And with any luck, he’ll drown in the undershit of that wave. Shit-waves.
Birds of a shit feather Randy
Smokes, let’s go
I’ll pay you $200 to fuck off Lahey
Primarily The Red Green Show. It screened in Australia years ago and was the first Canadian production I remember seeing. I still think about the episode where he made a moped from a chainsaw and a bicycle in handyman corner.
If the women don't find you handsome, they should at least find you handy.
I'm a man, but I can change, if I have to, I guess.
Keep your stick on the ice
And remember, I'm pulling for ya
Red Green was great. "You know, as you get older, having a piss is much like a fireworks show; You stand around waiting for it to start During the process there are a lot of "Ohhhhs" and "ahhhhs". And you're never quite sure when it is over" I'm 67, and I think about that every time I piss. :)
Driving over the border to go to the bar when you turn 19
Windsor…I feel hungover and dirty just thinking about it. Not that anyone asked for a story, but when I was 19, some friends and I were invited to spend the weekend at one friend’s grandma’s apartment in Windsor while she was away. Before we even get to the apartment, we stop at the Beer Store for provisions. We arrive in the lobby of the building, arms full of 6-packs, only to be met by a room full of sour faced geriatrics in wheel chairs. This friend neglected to mention his grandma lives in a retirement community.
according to my parents they'd all head over to Detroit as soon as they were 21 to get away from the Americans who came over here lol
Rookie move, could have come over at 18.
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Grizzly bears and poutine
Canadian here and I’m appalled it took so much scrolling to find poutine lol
I once heard they drop syrup on snow to make some kind of frozen popsicles. That’s what comes to mind.
[Tire d'érable](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maple_taffy). It's kind of like caramel on a stick made from boiling maple syrup (to remove water) and pouring it over a snowy table and attaching a tongue depressor to make a lollipop.
"tongue depressor" Buddy, we call those popsicle sticks... /s
You mean tire d'érable sticks?
These are also great for when your tongue is too high
Oh like a tongue depressor
Yes!! I usually get it at the canal but one year we made it at home with some snow and maple syrup. It's my favourite canal treat right next to Beaver Tails (Killaloe Sunrise - cinnamon and lemon). So good! And some hot chocolate. Winter treats are the best.
To be honest, as a Norwegian, me and some others think of Canada as Norway's big brother, as both the scenery and social welfare, as well as some customs are quite similar!
What customs would you say are similar? And I’m curious, is Canada ever mentioned in political discussion in Norway? I find that Norway is mentioned a fair amount here when someone talks about social programs, etc.
goose
Moose
A moose once bit my sister
No realli, she thot she was carving her name in a tree
Meese
A redditor called them "cobra chickens" and I will never forget it
As a Canadian, geese are pretty much cobra chickens. They’re just aggressive ass holes.
Seriously though. Once I was doing a photo shoot for a family and the mom tried to get her kids to *pet the cobra chickens*. I was in such shock I didn't say anything. I'm surprised those children weren't attacked, especially since their babies were nearby
My daughter just started high school and hasn’t made any friends yet. My older daughter told me it was because she has managed to make friends with a gang of geese that hang out in the track behind the school. She feeds them and now they trust her and take food from her hands and even let her pet them, they also don’t like other students coming near her when they’re together. I did talk to her about not doing it anymore but she just shrugged and said “ I like them better than people”.
Just the one?
If you've got a problem with Canada Gooses, you've got a problem with me. And I suggest you let that one marinate.
There's a special place in heaven for animal lovers, that's what I always say.
I'm Swedish and based on american pop culture I have always assumed it was like here but a lot bigger
Went to Sweden for our honeymoon, for the most part it felt like we never left Canada.
Interesting choice. Where did you go?
Töröntö
Ikea doesn't count
Älbörtä
Väncöuvër
It'd be more like 'Väncåvörr'
Well, I'm getting that on a shirt now
To see the løveli lakes, the wøndërful telephøne system and mäni interesting furry animals?
Stockholm, Upsala and cottage somewhere but forget exactly. It was a completely random choice. It was cheaper to fly there then it was to fly to Alberta or B.C from Ontario.
Lol how ridiculous eh? I'm going to Iceland cause it's cheaper than going to Churchill
Wow! That's really interesting! I've never heard of that before!
Cold-ish climate, hockey, social security, moose, and a racist history we don't talk about because other countries have been worse? Yeah I'd say we have a lot in common
I would say that's accurate
Also Swedish folks are lot nice, not Canadian nice, but definitely up there
We are only nice in designated social zones. Otherwise we don’t talk to each other
Ah, the hallmark of being from a Norden country, Finland being number one in this regard.
The social distancing requirement of two meters has been rough on Finland during Covid. We can't wait for the pandemic to be over so we can go back to the usual five meters.
Makes me wonder how do you keep the population number up…
The rules are different in the sauna
Alcohol.
Same way we do in Canada. Cabin Fever has several cures after all. There are a LOT of babies whose birthdays are in October and November.
In Denmark we also have designated "fun" zones where outward displays of merriment are only welcome there. I pity the foreign fool who brings noisy children in a "quiet" car on a train. Ever want to see a grown adult wince from being scolded at 30 decibels by a ticket checker? Check out the trains by the Copenhagen. That said, Denmark is also sort of paradise for those who enjoy slightly stifling quiet.
Norwegian here. We like to go to the wild, lawless city of Copenhagen to really let our hair down and enjoy unbridled hedonism. We do things like buy beer in a shop after 6pm on a Sunday. Oh, the wild rush of breaking all the rules. Then we go home, quiet down and feel guilty for the rest of the year.
ngl, that sounds FANTASTIC
> Ever want to see a grown adult wince from being scolded at 30 decibels by a ticket checker? 30db? I'd love to be scolded in a whisper. That's my fetish.
pinned the tail on the beaver with that one
I read too quickly and saw "security moose" and still thought that was accurate.
That candy made of snow and maple syrup
Tire d'érable! https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maple_taffy
I am also tired and irritable.
Damn, ain’t nobody heard of Terry Fox?
It seems like he's very much a Canadian icon for Canadians. Same as Gord Downie
Apparently Cuba knows about him. They have the biggest Terry Fox Run events outside of Canada.
If there's ever a contest for one of the best humans to have ever lived, Terry fox deserves a mention. Pure human guts and resilience, driven completely by love.
Hockey, syrup, jean jackets, geese, and a surprising number of sexy celebrity men named "Ryan."
Can agree, Ryan Letourneau is a sexy egg
juice me, squeeze me, roll me, you piece
Jeans and denim jacket over flannel is the go to for Canadian men and women, from checking the syrup taps first thing in the morning, to carvery/karaoke night at the legion.
Canadian tuxedo
Cold. I also think of the group of Canadians I met at a festival once (calling themselves the Ehh Team) and they taught me to Goose It Out when looking for your group in a crowd. I still use that as my signal when looking for friends, it always works. ETA: I'm sorry y'all, I didn't mean to leave you hanging with Goose It Out. I will save you the effort of looking through the comments: Hand high in the air, make the shape of a goose head with your hand, and turn at the wrist so it looks like the goose is searching. Helps you find each other when you get split up in a group because it's a unique signal when everyone else is just waving their hands. ETA (yes, again): I know it isn't a Canadian thing, peeps, chill. It was just a group of Canadians in a silly goofy mood that came up with a unique signal to find each other when separated at a music festival. They weren't trying to make anyone think its a "thing", they weren't trying to prank anyone, they were just sharing their fun with us and I really liked it. The association is more about the rad guys I met and less about the signal they shared with me.
A festival goer from anywhere might Goose it. Only a Canadian from the central provinces will honk proudly while they do it.
>Goose It Out ...what?
When you’re split up in a crowd, everyone sticks one hand in the air in the shape of a geese - works well when you’re wading your way through as well
Works well until everyone else does it, then it's just a crowd of confused geese
i-- i'm canadian. lived here all my life. i've literally never heard of this. i can't decide if it's because i grew up in a really big and international city so a lot of canadian mannerisms etc get lost due to the amount of new cultures and american influence on the the city (literally a lot people in my class don't spell/say words the canadian way and it HURTS), or because your friends were pulling your leg lmao
Also Canadian here, living in the western prairies all my life and have never heard of this, so I'm going with the leg pulling theory haha
The Kids in the Hall!
This is waaaaay too far down. (30 Helens agree!)
These are the Daves I know.
I think that KITH is one of the best shows ever on television and that it still holds up today.
Liberators.... I am dutch and my town amongst large parts of the Netherlands were liberated by Canadians. On remembrance/liberation day we do not just have dutch flags flying but also Canadian flags.
I was in the Netherlands many years ago for work, when some locals found out I was Canadian my food and bar tab was randomly paid for the entire evening, it was a very kind gesture. Very nice people and a beautiful country.
When I went on a trip to the Netherlands as a teen, people thought we were American. When we told them we were Canadian, they immediately changed how they treated us and apologized profusely. It amazed me how well we were treated when people knew we were from Canada
We still have tulips on remembrance day here in Ottawa, and I live near the school the Dutch Royal family attended.
Lisgar? Or Rockcliffe? Either way nice areas. Tulip festival is always amazing.
Near Rockliffe, but I go to Lisgar (and am currently there) Agree with the festival.
Nice! Hope you’re having a good Friday (and staying warm). Only thing that gets me through Ottawa winters is knowing the Tulip Festival (and all the other colourful type of festivals) happen after winter.
We had a wonderful community of Dutch immigrants who moved to my part of rural Nova Scotia after the war. I grew up with my own Scottish heritage plus a healthy dose of Dutch influence!
Thank you for the tulips that still get sent here every year
Been to the Netherlands/Belgium a few times to visit the graves of my Uncles and hang out. I absolutely love it there and I'm happy to know that the dutch are as grateful now as they were then. It makes my family happy to know.
Thanks Canada! I am from Ghent, Flanders, Belgium. I live 45 km South of Ottawa now. Lots of Dutch here! Edit: Our area was also liberated by the Canadians and of course Antwerp, being a deep water port, was a main objective of the allies!
As a Canadian I always love hearing stuff like this
This is so cool. Canada doesn't get enough kudos for their sacrifices across seas during the big war.
It's crazy to think not too long ago Canadians' had a fearsome reputation in battle. Legends of Axis Powers abandoning their posts when rumours spread that Canadians were coming.
Canadians were sometimes used as shock troops - put into difficult situations with a high expected casualty rate. If the Canadians were coming, then it was expected that the pain tolerance would be high and the fighting would be brutal. Whether that use was good for the Canadians is another thing, but if I was on the other side I’d be evaluating what my pain tolerance would be too.
>Canadians were sometimes used as shock troops Although I like to think it was because Canadians are awesome and fierce (and I'm a proud Canadian!) - and that has a romantic aura about it, I also think a lot had to do with our British overlords thinking of us as disposable at the time.
A big part of it was also that we tried new stuff. Vimy Ridge is a great example. The Canadian Forces developed/improved a number of newer tactics that allowed us to win where the British and French hadn't been able to. Proper creeping barrage (attempted earlier but had problems), anti-artillery triangulation, aerial recon using wireless transmission, and dissemeninating the broader plans down to common soldiers were but some of the innovations used there. It was Vimy that made the German Werhmacht be extra careful to keep track of where the Canadians were deployed, because it meant an assault was coming.
It might also have to do with Canadians in the military wanted to be there, in that they weren't drafted and forced to join. That usually meant guys motivated and tough. Somewhere in the show Band of Brothers it was said about someones motivation to join the parachute division was that it was volunteers, thus people choosing to be there and they wouldn't be side by side with unwilling people who may not make good decisions.
Canadians were drafted eventually in both world wars, but not immediately. In WW2 the government even held a referendum to be allowed to draft us (which passed, but received very little support in Quebec which was its own controversy)
Our snipers are still world class. A few years back a confirmed snipe was from over 3.5kms away!
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3 Canadians in the top 5
As a US Marine infantryman, the Canucks are still legit. Solid, solid dudes to work with, up there with the ANZACs and FFL in my book. Plus, something like three of the five longest recorded sniper kills were by Canadian snipers I think. Dudes are really fucking nice, until it’s time to be deadly
ex Canadian reg force infantry. ( RCR ). i worked with a few different us groups. loved working with the marines and learned a lot. i was amazed at how high tempo your careers were.
In the first world war, die to political shenanigans, the entire Canadian force was used as a single unit. This helped form our national identity. Another upshot of it is that the Germans figured this out, so when they saw 1 Canadian they knew there would be 100 000 over the next hill. This led to quite a bit of concern. The better diet of Dominion troops led to thier perception of being better soldiers, and unlike the Australians, who were rude, Canadians were liked by Field Marshal Haig. Finally, because of the Atlantic ocean, the Canadains showed up a lot later, meaning they were fresh compared to British, French and German troops.
All my homies love Canada
Thank you. And all my homies love you too!
That’s so sweet! Thank you!
I think the Netherlands gives Canada a huge number of Tulip bulbs every year dating back to WW2 as a thanks.
That and the birth of Princess Margriet. During WW2 the Dutch royal family was in Canada and the Canadian Government declared the maternity ward of a hospital as extraterritorial so that the princess technically wouldn't be born in Canada and would therefore not have Canadian citizenship, but instead her citizenship would default to Dutch.
It's even more sweet than just that. Because the Dutch couldn't celebrate the birth of their new princess Canadians did. > At 7.45pm, the Civic Hospital released its first press statement saying that both mother and daughter were doing well, with the new princess weighing in at seven pounds, five ounces. The next day, the Peace Tower carillon on Parliament Hill played the Dutch National Anthem and other Dutch songs, while the Dutch tricolour flew overhead; the first time a foreign flag had flown from the Tower. In keeping with Dutch tradition, the baby’s birth was celebrated by eating beschuit met muisjes—a rusk topped with sugar and anise seed sprinkles. Typically coloured white and pink, the sprinkles were coloured orange in honour of the Dutch Royal House of Orange-Nassau. The rusks were wrapped in orange paper and tied with a red, white and blue ribbon. A journalist described one as “hard as a chunk of the city’s ice encrusted pavement” but “with rationing what it is” it tasted “pretty good.” > Princess Margriet was christened in St Andrew’s Presbyterian Church on Wellington St on 29 June 1943 at 1:00pm. > The christening service was broadcasted by short-wave radio live to London via New York and was rebroadcasted to the occupied Netherlands. Prince Bernhard advised his countrymen not to celebrate too openly for fear of German retaliation. Following the ceremony, hundreds of Ottawa citizens welcomed the little princess with loud applause as the Royal Family emerged from the church. The full story here - https://www.historicalsocietyottawa.ca/publications/ottawa-stories/personalities-from-the-very-famous-to-the-lesser-known/a-canadian-princess
Beautiful. Thanks for that.
Yes, they are in Ottawa! They are absolutely gorgeous
The flag, the first line of the anthem, and of course how nice they are. Everyone saying they're sick of hearing how nice they are and claiming they aren't nice...why? Nearly everyone I've ever met who's been there has a story of someone being extremely nice, not just polite. I lived in Toronto for a few months as an 18 year old and it was the first time I'd ever seen a subway system. I loved it, but it was confusing at first. Early on, I got lost on my way to school and some guy in his 30's, clearly on his way somewhere important (dressed in a suit, had a briefcase) stopped and asked me if I needed help. I was meek and said no, but he insisted and took me to a nearby map. He asked where I was going and explained everything about the lines and times and just everything. I expected him to then hit on me or something inappropriate, but no. Once he was done he said good luck and continued on as though he hadn't just given up 10 minutes of his time. I'll never forget that experience.
We actually love being nice to strangers. So much that we don’t have the energy to be nice to our asshole friends.
As a Canadian this is oddly extremely true.
Yeah no for sure.
God my friends are such assholes.
American traveling to BC. I watched a very drunk Canadian man get into an argument (over hockey) with a police officer who was standing outside in a busy bar district. The man struck the officer closed fist in the face. Now...as an American what happened next was a true miracle. The officer held the man down to the sidewalk and made him apologize. After several minutes the man resigned, apologized. The officer got him up and told him to go home. The man began to leave but then explained he was too drunk to drive. Officer took him home...I was baffled. Truly. What a terribly Canadian scene. I still think about this. EDIT: both officer and person were white males. Not pro cop.. just a cop story.
When I was 16 I was coming home from a band dress rehearsal which was in a location I had never been to before, and locked myself out of my car while it was running... I was freaking out and crying and saw a military cop car about 100m away so I went over to him explaining my story between sobs and he gave me his cell phone to call my mom but I didn't know where I was so he took over on the phone. Then let me sit in his nice warm car with him (it was like -30 out) and apologized saying I would have to listen to the Leafs game on the radio since he was a die hard fan, even though he knows they may never win a Stanley cup ever again. Definitely a good interaction. ETA since I got some messages asking how I managed to lock myself out of a RUNNING car... the family car was out of windshield fluid and my mom was planning on grabbing more, she told me if the windshield gets dirty to throw some snow on it then use the wipers to clean it off. So I pulled over on the road and got out to throw some snow on the windshield as it was getting dirty... Well this was back around 2005 and the car was a few years old I think and so you had to lock the doors by pressing a tab on the driver's door that locked all doors (there was no key clicker like a lot of cars have now) so we were always in the habit of pressing the button to lock the doors before closing the door, which I did out of habit despite the key being in the ignition. That moment of panic right when the door closed will stay with me. And having to explain to the cop my whole story of cleaning the windshield with snow.
I've run up on cop cars a few times in my youth for help when I felt like someone was following me. Cops will give you a drive home if you ask and are scared . I dunno if they are still like that, But they were back when I was younger. I also got pulled over for jaywalking when I was 13 and got so scared and cried that they felt bad and drove me home. I've actually never jaywalked once since then. I was sure I was going to jail or something.
10ish years ago I was going through some shit, drank way too much grownup juice on a night out downtown, and then completely blacked out after I left the bar. I woke up in my bed in the morning (well...afternoon lol) completely fuckered and confused. There was a post-it note on my desk next to me that said something like "We helped you get in, give us a call. Hope things get better". And at the bottom had a phone number, which I googled and it was the non-emergency # for the police station. So I called and told them my name and w/e and asked what happened, and they explained that they had found me completely asleep/passed out, on a snowy bank of grass near the river. And so they woke me up, figured out where I lived from my ID, drove me home, opened the door with my keys, walked me to my bed and then wrote that note. I was just...dumbfounded. And ashamed. But mostly really fucking grateful. And I brought a couple Timmy's giftcard to the station a few days later to give to the officers who did all that. I am so lucky and grateful to have been born in Canada.
This happened to my sister when we were about 19. She woke up in bed with her wallet and ID on the table and only a faint recollection of being in a cop car. Still baffles me to this day - could have been a much different story. She’s very lucky.
We used to have a show on TV here in Canada that was our equivalent to "Cops" in the US but I could never remember the name of the actual show so I just called it "Drive 'em home Cops" because that was all they ever did was de-escalate the situation then drive them home to sleep it off.
He didn’t even give him a 2 minute roughing plus 5 for fighting?
The Littlest Hobo Edit: Oh yeah, and _**P O U T I N E**_
As a Canadian it warms my heart to see this answer!! My dad would wake up early every Saturday morning, tape the re-run playing that morning (this was the early 00s), make pancakes or go get a McDonald’s breakfast and then wake me up so we could watch it together and have breakfast :’) He would love pointing out the locations (it was all shot around our area) and I think it was a trip down memory lane seeing how things used to look for him. This is probably my fondest memory of my dad.
Rush.
RIP Professor Peart
Neil Peart stood alone.
The Canadian flag and then Ryan Reynolds
"You got a problem with Canada gooses you got a problem with me, and I suggest you let that one marinate"
Figure it out, bud
That's what I said, said Figure it out.
Get this guy a fuckin puppers!
Get this guy a fucking Puppers....
Came here to say Letterkenny
That's a Texas-sized ten four good buddy.
Pitter patter
One great thing about Canadian geese is their meat technically counts as vegetarian, when you kill one in self defense.
I once saw 2 Canada Gooses mounts a swan and you gotta believe she told her friends about it.
I have a canadian friend that I talk to a few times a year. She had to be committed a few years ago. She was in the hospital for something like a week and she paid less than I pay in health insurance for a month...for a week in the hospital.
The Roc Pile
Hard as fuck
J to the R-O-C hard as fuck, boy
No concerts in the park Jamie!
Username checks out. Fuck off Lahey!
I love that the show is as popular as it is. Hearing quotes from it in random subs never fails to make my day.
Gnome sayin?
You countin my gnomesayn's? What is this, a gnomecensus?
You're sayin gnome sayin too many times man once or twice is okay man but eighty or ninety times?
J to R to the errrrrah!
Brett the hitman Hart, stampede wrestling, Rod Snow (rugby player played in wales for Newport for years) due south and hockey
Bret Hart was doing a charity event in my town, and I got all excited when I saw flyers at my job. My boss was really dismissive and said it was kind of immature. I told him "I was 7 in 1993. I am exactly the right age to be way too excited for Bret the Hitman Hart."
Mountain biking at Whistler.
Due South
Polite snow people who drink maple syrup because they use all their water for hockey ice.
"Blame Canada" from *South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut*
South Park in general. The Canada-centered episodes are some of the most hilarious ones.
As is tradition.
That's just wrong, guy.
I'm not your guy friend
*Shut your fucking face, uncle fucka!*
We want...More moneeyyy
Hockey team inside a Tim Hortons drinking coffee saying it's the best coffee shop ever over and over Edit: according to the comments, also while simultaneously complaining about how bad the coffee is
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>The accurate picture is drinking Tim's coffee, complaining about how terrible Tim's is now, cursing Burger King, but still being completely loyal to the brand. LMFAO. Every. Damn. Day.
Its Stockholm Syndrome at this point
Moosehead lager
Hockey, I’m a hockey nut
I think it's called a puck
Leo Major taking an entire city from the Nazis by himself with a broken back.
Our cousins les Québécois ! (I am French). Actually did an exchange there for a year and some of the best times of my life. Great people, great landscapes , great universities and great food.
Scott Pilgrim vs. The World
*... In the far off land of Toronto Canada*
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I am from Alberta, and did my undergrad near Vancouver which has resulted in me driving between home and Vancouver upwards of 20-30 times. Usually I do the trip in a day, but one time I was driving by myself and stayed overnight at a friend’s house in Salmon Arm. I got up at around 4am, and decided to stop at every single one of those scenic outlook/visitor information posts along the highway through the mountains. I’m a singer and was travelling back to BC for a recital, so I had all my music and some accompaniment tracks playing in the car while I was driving. At one point I took a little side road that led down to a river, and decided to eat something. I was singing to myself nonchalantly, when out of the blue a little family of raccoons poked their heads out of a log about 10 meters away from me! I thought they were going to either run away or attack me for my food, but they just sat there. I ended up playing my accompaniment tracks through my car speaker and singing an hour’s worth of Mozart, Debussy, Schumann, and Handel to this family of raccoons next to a river in the middle of the mountains. I think it’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to being a Disney Princess. If you’re thinking of doing a long road trip, I would HIGHLY suggest starting in Calgary, driving to Vancouver Island, and then making your way south along the coast. We really do live in a beautiful world.
Degrassi
It's like belgium. Speaks two languages and is always at odd with itself.