Sigh. On March 2, 1836 (Texans should recognize that date) one o' my great-great grandfathers was already. With his father. And his grandfather. And there's a (sort of informally-formally defunct) town what bears my family surname there. I am a genetic Texan. But I left Austin some years ago with the intent of returning to Texas. (Yes. I know. Leave Texas? What folly.) I have not yet returned.
I fly the Texas flag or the Gonzales Banner of 1835 or the Goliad Flag or similar flags on the appropriate holidays.
And I wear manly footwear (tip o' the hat to Gary P. Nunn).
Now, if they only made Canadian Texans.
I do like your hot dogs (from Toronto) and your roast beef sandwiches (the ferry from Seattle to Vancouver). And your Loonies. I'm a fan of any country issuing coinage bearing an image of aquatic fowl known for its haunting laugh. And thank you for your comedians. Please take Michael J. Foxx back and send us a full-sized one.
LOL!
I love that answer! Could we maybe have a Canaxas? Or a Tecanad?
*retreating to my kav*
Scoutmaster, that is some history.
You sound like you've heard the call of the Loon late at night. Haunting is right. I once heard one while sleeping at the edge of Canoe Lake, and was sure Tom Thompson was trying to let me know where his body could be found.
Which of our comedians do you like? Russell Peters?
I will apologize for Michael J. Fox, AND Celine Dion, if you will apologize for Robert Redford, Leonardo DiCaprio, and Robert Kennedy Jr. coming to Canada to oppose the Northern Gateway pipeline.
So Scoutmaster, where NOT IN TEXAS are you?