You're a beluga in this sea of cod.
Are you maple syrup? ‘Cause you taste so sweet.
Help me score one more time for team Canada?
I'm waking up at 5am for hockey. But I would stay up all night for you.
You’ve got beauty like Petit Champlain and curves like Bonhomme.
You had me at taco.
Anne of Green Gables? More like Anne of Green Babeles.
I've seen a lot of Canada, but you could take me to the top of the world.
I really caribou-t you.
The thought of you makes me redder than the sands at North Shore.
Hey baby, can I roll up your rim?
It's getting warmer and the snow is melting. Time for me to melt your heart.
Have you ever been fishing in Lake Michigan? 'Cause we should hook up sometime.
Let’s go to my place. I’d like to show you my puck collection.
Ya gotta check it out. My water bed is full of beer.
You must be Drumheller, ‘cause I totally dig you.
Is it hot in here or am I just wearing two pairs of long johns?
Do you like my cologne? It’s derived from the musk gland of the industrious beaver.
Are you a beaver? Because I like your tail.
Were you born on the Bluenose? Because baby, you're a dime.
Wanna make out in my Tundra Buggy?
You’re prettier than a summer day in Lunenburg.
You’re so stunning even the Language Police are speechless.
You couldn't cut the s*xual tension in here with a Yellowknife.
Until I saw you, I didn't believe I'd ever see an arctic fox.
Your beauty warms and lights up these frozen surroundings.
I won't take no for an answer. I'm having Nunavut.
Let's procreate like the snakes in the Narcisse Dens.
Wanna churn butter with me?
My game is just like Alexander Keith's: "Those who like it, like it a lot."
I love you more than my mom loves Céline Dion.
I wish I was Tim Horton's coffee…So I could get close to your lips.
Hey baby, my body's like Ontario. Yours to discover.
Hey babe. Wanna go for a timmies run?
My heart is as desolate as Saskatchewan without you.
I saw you and I pictured us as swans, we could mate for life.
My friends have been calling me a loon, because I'm crazy about you.
I can love you more than a cowboy loves a fat calf.
Girl, you're such a Banff (i.e., a Bad Ass, Nice, And Fascinating Female).
Baby, meeting you was better than an NHL lockout ending.
On scale of one to 10, you’re a poutine.
My feelings for you are Mont-real.
You and I could totally melt my igloo.
Call me Kathleen Wynne ‘cause I’d spend all my money on you.
Will you be the Flin to my Flon?
I'm sorry did you say you drove the ski-doo, what's your ring size?
Take an Avonleap of faith and go on a date with me!
You must be Niagara Falls because you’ve taken my breath away.
Are you from Canada? Because if you're wondering if you can go out on a date with me, well, you CAN–UH-DUH!
You know what they say, wheat fields are made for sowing.