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I find this annoying too...

EDIT: Okay, I don't post much, but I do read a lot.

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Maybe it is all over the Internet already but, cute...

 

50° Fahrenheit / 10° Celcius

Californians shiver uncontrollably.

Canadians plant gardens.

 

35° Fahrenheit / 1.6° Celcius

Italian Cars won't start.

Canadians drive with the windows down.

 

32° Fahrenheit / 0 ° Celcius

American water freezes.

Canadian water gets thicker.

 

0° Fahrenheit / -17.9° Celcius

New York City landlords finally turn on the heat.

Canadians have the last cookout of the season.

 

-60° Fahrenheit / -51° Celcius

Mt. St. Helens freezes.

Canadian Girl Guides sell cookies door-to-door.

 

-100° Fahrenheit / -73° Celcius

Santa Claus abandons the North Pole.

Canadians pull down their ear flaps.

 

-173° Fahrenheit / -114° Celcius

Ethyl alcohol Freezes.

Canadians get frustrated when they can't thaw the keg.

 

-460° Fahrenheit / -273° Celcius

Absolute zero; all atomic motion stops.

Canadians start saying "cold, eh?"

 

-500° Fahrenheit / -295° Celcius

Hell freezes over.

The Canadian hockey team wins the Stanley Cup.

 

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I invited my mother for dinner and, during the course of the meal, I realized she couldn't help but notice how lovely Joanne was. Joanne is my flat mate. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two of us, and this only made her more curious.

 

So I volunteered, "I know what you are thinking, but I assure you, Joanne & I are just flat mates. Our only common interest is music."

 

About a week later, Joanne came to me saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the frying pan, you don't suppose she took it do you?"

 

"Well I doubt it, but I'll eMail her just to be sure..."

 

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To: Mum

From: Bobby

Subject: The frying pan...

 

Dear Mother,

 

I'm not saying that you DID take the frying pan from my house. I'n not saying that you DID NOT take the frying pan but the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.

 

Love, Bobby.

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Several days later, I received an email from my mother which read:

 

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To: Bobby

From: Mom

Subject: Re: The frying pan...

 

 

Dear Son,

 

I'm not saying that you DO sleep withy Joanne, and I'm not saying that you DO NOT sleep with Joanne, but the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the frying pan by now.

 

Love, Mum.

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Don't lie to your mother!