You Know What Really Chaps My Ass.....Canada
You know what really chaps my ass? Canada. I love America. Now, I am all for trying new things, but seriously, Come on! Not only, when we get there, is our hotel a steaming pile of shit, I go to check in and they "don't have any rooms right now." I love America. So we had to go walk around looking for a bank, which we couldn't find, and we asked several Canadians, and they pointed us in a direction, only for there to be no bank. I love America. We ate at a delicious Steak House for lunch, and enjoyed beer with it. Went back to the hotel and napped. We hit up a bar, and a club, and finally stopped drinking at like 530am. It was a good day. But Saturday came...I love America.
Ok, not only are Canadians the shittiest drivers, but they are fucking morons. They do infact say, eh, and not only that but one stupid Canadian was wearing a shirt promoting the word. I love America. We had to buy Liters of Gas, and drive 100 KM/Hr. I love America, I love how us americans dont want to adjust to the fucking stupid ass metric system.
Here is where I started chapping.
Andy and I stopped drinking at 1130 on saturday nite, and left the club to go back to the hotel, cuz we were gonna leave at 300am, and wanted to be sober, and get a nap in. We decided that we needed to eat and since the there is probably a Subway every 3 or 4 blocks, we decided to go to one. I love America. First thing that pissed me off, they only had Wheat bread. The lady offered us bacon on our sandwiches, I got the Subway Club, I asked if I could get pepperoni's on it, instead of bacon. Her response, "I can't do that, We don't have that button on the register. I can charge you for a whole 'nother sandwich." I love America. In America, we have buttons, but when I get Pepperoni on my sandwiches here, they charge it as, yup, Bacon. She also informed me that they did not have Olive Oil, that made me very upset as well. I got a soda as well, and I had quite the selection, Coke, Diet Coke, Sprite, Fruitopia. I love America, and American Pepsi products. Fuck Canada. I wouldn't go back if someone offered me money to go, and I'd ask them to kick me in the balls with a steel toe boot.
Congratualtions Canada, you, fuck that. Fuck You Canada, my ass is chapped.
Ok, not only are Canadians the shittiest drivers, but they are fucking morons. They do infact say, eh, and not only that but one stupid Canadian was wearing a shirt promoting the word. I love America. We had to buy Liters of Gas, and drive 100 KM/Hr. I love America, I love how us americans dont want to adjust to the fucking stupid ass metric system.
Here is where I started chapping.
Andy and I stopped drinking at 1130 on saturday nite, and left the club to go back to the hotel, cuz we were gonna leave at 300am, and wanted to be sober, and get a nap in. We decided that we needed to eat and since the there is probably a Subway every 3 or 4 blocks, we decided to go to one. I love America. First thing that pissed me off, they only had Wheat bread. The lady offered us bacon on our sandwiches, I got the Subway Club, I asked if I could get pepperoni's on it, instead of bacon. Her response, "I can't do that, We don't have that button on the register. I can charge you for a whole 'nother sandwich." I love America. In America, we have buttons, but when I get Pepperoni on my sandwiches here, they charge it as, yup, Bacon. She also informed me that they did not have Olive Oil, that made me very upset as well. I got a soda as well, and I had quite the selection, Coke, Diet Coke, Sprite, Fruitopia. I love America, and American Pepsi products. Fuck Canada. I wouldn't go back if someone offered me money to go, and I'd ask them to kick me in the balls with a steel toe boot.
Congratualtions Canada, you, fuck that. Fuck You Canada, my ass is chapped.