Canuckistani

I'm not familiar with your quaint Canuckistani units of measure. Does relocating 500km away mean you have to scoot your chair slightly to the left, or does it mean you're moving to Neptune?

One of the first things that struck me as I learned more about Canuckistani culture was the lingering fascination with matters of the Crown. It's as if y'all don't really want to make a complete break with Mum England.

Of course, when I calmed down and thought about it a little more reasonably, I realized that very few worthy publications of that nature actually existed—certainly none that celebrated the (perhaps idiosyncratic) things I loved about being Canuckistani.

Here in Canuckistan, the mullahs who control the state media (the CBC) have decreed that the words "fisherman" and "fishermen" are somehow offensive to the ears of loyal Canuckistanis.

Pamela Anderson's a Canuckistani? I had no idea.

I'll have you know, sir, that I learned to play cribbage from my grandfather, who was a Canuckistani like yourself, when I was so young my hands were too small to shuffle the cards.