"The best pizza in the world..."

That's a bold statement, cb.

Ahh, Montre... oops, almost said it...that city in Kwee-beck. The stories I have of that place. Granted I wasn't there at the best of times for an English speaker. Lucky to get out alive. Gave the gendarm-eez, or whatever it is they call the cops the fuzz the heat the Detroit version of the Scottish FU as I hit the Ontario border. Pulled my Wranglers down and told them to kiss my American arse. I'd almost go to Halifax before I'd go back there.


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ENGLISH, MF'er! Do you speak it!