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[when_in_canada]

What a glorious day!

[There is a Mountie. He is riding a moose (yes, riding a moose), and has a leather satchel hanging from his shoulder, from which he is procuring home-canned jars of maple syrup. And tossing them at the people he passes.

Feel free to get hit in the head.]

((brb!))

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[imgottapower]

[and the bottle SMASHES INTO HIS SKULL and he just kinda blinks and catches it when it falls off his face]

... oh hey, free syrup? Thanks.

[when_in_canada]

I made it myself!

[imgottapower]

Oh, wow! That's pretty cool.

[when_in_canada]

Thank you, kind Sir. Would you like to come by for some pancakes?

[imgottapower]

Eh heh heh... S-Seriously? Aw man, that sounds great!

[when_in_canada]

Indeed.

[imgottapower]

Gosh, that's really kind of you, sir.

[when_in_canada]

Thank you kindly.

[imgottapower]

What? No way, thank you!

[when_in_canada]

[i like you]

[imgottapower]

[8D you too man]

[when_in_canada]

[come along i will feed you]

[imgottapower]

[you need not ask me a second time :D]

[when_in_canada]

Right this way, young Sir.

[imgottapower]

Right behind you!

[when_in_canada]

[seats you at a large dining room table and vanishes into the kitchen]