That must have been hard.

Naw, just Old Dutch Rip-L Chips, with some of my killer home-made dip (Old Ouch, as a friend’s daughter used to call them).

I have a friend who played semi-pro basketball in Canada where the players weren’t allowed to be taller than (IIRC) 6'. Maybe Bieber joined a league for dwarfish Canadian expats.

“Jungle juice.”

I can see a horror movie coming out of that.

That makes more sense than my wondering if Vanna White had recorded a Christmas song.

You dress for it, it’s mostly fine. Some days (not often) I’ve been stuck out there at around -40, no wind chill. What a joy those days are.

As I am about to head out the door it’s -20C right now, with a wind chill making it closer to -30C. And I walk AS I work, close to 17km (10-11 miles) every goddamned day.

Yeah, spending the days outside in Saskatoon and then reading this I get a serious case of the Whatevs.

I was all set to come here and say the same. Thanks for beating me to pedantry.

As a Saskatchewanian who works outside, I want to scoff at your wimpy attititude, but you know what? That looks shitty and cold.

Not quite as hot, from what I understand.

“I am Froot!”

Hell, this is just $725K and in the US. Smaller, of course, but it has some outbuildings.

He being Canadian, I’ve been sure all this time it was just a dead beaver on his head.

Now you’ve done it. Made me laugh. I didn’t want to laugh.

Yeah, I woke up this morning and thought of him and couldn’t believe that bullshit had slipped my mind. So, no, we aren’t perfect up here, and yes, our shit does stink. Every bit as senseless.

It’s actually a very good example, if you look at the rest of the picture. Or better, look at Australia (although there are politicians trying to change things there).

Thank you for belaboring the obvious.

The Democrats dropped the (snow)ball on that one. Should have an intern run and get a sandwich, and whoever was next up should have stood, started eating it, and declared that it was evidence there was no hunger anywhere.