Western Canadian Literature: “The prairie is cold and empty, like my marriage.”
Eastern Canadian Literature: “The sea is cold and empty, like my marriage.”
Toronto: will the cup come back or will we have to move to Montreal?
Québec Literature: VIVE LE QUÉBEC LIBRE ASTI D’CRISS DE CÂLISSE DE TABARNAK
why is “in cahoots with” not a relationship option on facebook
ah, I have hit that familiar point of exhaustion where I want to eat all things…