You had me at taco.
Do you like my cologne? It’s derived from the musk gland of the industrious beaver.
You must be Drumheller, ‘cause I totally dig you.
I want you for myself like Newfoundland has its own time zone.
Your beauty warms and lights up these frozen surroundings.
Have you ever been fishing in Lake Michigan? 'Cause we should hook up sometime.
I've seen a lot of Canada, but you could take me to the top of the world.
On scale of one to 10, you’re a poutine.
I can love you more than a cowboy loves a fat calf.
Are you from Canada? Because if you're wondering if you can go out on a date with me, well, you CAN–UH-DUH!
I wish I was Tim Horton's coffee…So I could get close to your lips.
You're a beluga in this sea of cod.
Take an Avonleap of faith and go on a date with me!
You’re prettier than a summer day in Lunenburg.
My heart is as desolate as Saskatchewan without you.
I love you more than my mom loves Céline Dion.
My feelings for you are Mont-real.
You look like a vision in your dress tartan.
Hello, eh. Girl your soft brown eyes remind me of the amazing beaver, eh.
Hey babe. Wanna go for a timmies run?
Girl, you're such a Banff (i.e., a Bad Ass, Nice, And Fascinating Female).
Are you a beaver? Because I like your tail.
Were you born on the Bluenose? Because baby, you're a dime.
I'm waking up at 5am for hockey. But I would stay up all night for you.
Call me Kathleen Wynne ‘cause I’d spend all my money on you.
Anne of Green Gables? More like Anne of Green Babeles.
You must be Niagara Falls because you’ve taken my breath away.
Hey baby, can I roll up your rim?
Hey baby, my body's like Ontario. Yours to discover.
Baby, meeting you was better than an NHL lockout ending.
Is it hot in here or am I just wearing two pairs of long johns?
I'm sorry did you say you drove the ski-doo, what's your ring size?
Can I hiber-mate with you?
Get that red light ready, because you and I are about to score.
You couldn't cut the s*xual tension in here with a Yellowknife.
The thought of you makes me redder than the sands at North Shore.
Wanna churn butter with me?
You’ve got beauty like Petit Champlain and curves like Bonhomme.
Help me score one more time for team Canada?
Wanna make out in my Tundra Buggy?
Are you maple syrup? ‘Cause you taste so sweet.
You’re so stunning even the Language Police are speechless.
Until I saw you, I didn't believe I'd ever see an arctic fox.
I really caribou-t you.
Wanna go back to my igloo and cuddle?
You know what they say, wheat fields are made for sowing.
My game is just like Alexander Keith's: "Those who like it, like it a lot."
Haida there, gorgeous.
I really caribou-t you.
I saw you and I pictured us as swans, we could mate for life.
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