We actually have a history of plans to invade one another, none of which are particularly strategically impressive. Several attempts between the Brits and us ended only once in success, when Wolfe took Montcalm out at the battle of the Plains of Abraham in 1759 and established the first Tim Horton's. It's been downhill since then. And you should have kept Detroit.
Because deep in the heart of every red-blooded American burned a blazing rage for revenge. "Gretzky," we muttered. "That's it! We'll get Gretzky." I mean, do you know how hard it is to make ice in Los Angeles? It was worth it, though. Ah, how they ground their teeth in the better hockey bars in Alberta!
However, as a frequent visitor and guest honored far past his desserts, I'll have to give you some frank advice: they're coming. The Hollywood freaks, the kooks from Madison and Ann Arbor and Austin and Berkeley, Bowdoin and Smith and Columbia and Yale, and yes, even the festering swampland that is DC itself, the disaffected, the progressive zombies, the Trump-hating lobbyists and socialites and bureaucrats, after 8 November they'll be beating a path to your door! We can't stop them!
You guys need a Wall.
“We actually have a history of plans to invade one another, none of which are particularly strategically impressive.”
One of them, however, is one of my favorite conflicts. That’s the less-than-famous “Pig War” of 1859.
From Wiki:
“The Pig War was a confrontation in 1859 between the United States and Great Britain over the Canada-U.S. border in the San Juan Islands, between Vancouver Island and the mainland. The Pig War, so called because it was triggered by the shooting of a pig, is also called the Pig Episode, the Pig and Potato War, the San Juan Boundary Dispute or the Northwestern Boundary Dispute. With no shots exchanged and no human casualties, this dispute was a bloodless conflict.”