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Happy Canada Day

I'd write a post today but I'm too busy celebrating!

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Cheryl P. said…
Happy Canada Day ! What does one do to celebrate?? Picnics, beer, food???
quirkyloon said…
Oh you wacky Canadians.

That's why I love ye so.

heh heh

Happy Canada Day!
Chris@Knucklehead! said…
Happy Canada Day, eh?

What do you do, play pin the tail on the mountie?
Bust a moose pinata?
Drink a keg o' Labatt's?

Whatever, have a good time!
00dozo said…
Happy Canada Day, dufus! And good luck fishing, golfing or whatever you're doing for an excuse to drink beer all weekend.

(P.S. Party hearty, but too much beer will make you a farty Marty.)

;-)
nonamedufus said…
Well we didn't need an excuse Friday. Whitey, Sir Drinksalot and I just drank beer. Today was golf day. It wasn't pretty.
nonamedufus said…
Those are all good activities.I'll have to remember them next year, Chris. This year we just played hide and seek with our beavers.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Quirks. I'll remember to give you a salute on Monday.
nonamedufus said…
All of the above!
00dozo said…
Sounds like you got a repeat on the fireworks this morning (due to hangover), went goofing instead of golfing and did a lot of 'duffing' (again, due to hangover). Hey, so long as it was fun (I hope)!

;-)
nonamedufus said…
Didn't have to golf until 11:15 so we had a chance to load up on eggs Benedict. A great start to the day...perfect pick me up!

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