You had me at taco.
Ya gotta check it out. My water bed is full of beer.
Wanna make out in my Tundra Buggy?
I can love you more than a cowboy loves a fat calf.
I won't take no for an answer. I'm having Nunavut.
Wanna go back to my igloo and cuddle?
My heart is as desolate as Saskatchewan without you.
Are you from Canada? Because if you're wondering if you can go out on a date with me, well, you CAN–UH-DUH!
My feelings for you are Mont-real.
You're a beluga in this sea of cod.
Anne of Green Gables? More like Anne of Green Babeles.
On scale of one to 10, you’re a poutine.
Hey babe. Wanna go for a timmies run?
I really caribou-t you.
My friends have been calling me a loon, because I'm crazy about you.
You know what they say, wheat fields are made for sowing.
I'm cold just thinking about Canada. Let's cuddle.
Is it hot in here or am I just wearing two pairs of long johns?
I put the “man” in Manitoba.
Help me score one more time for team Canada?
Hello, eh. Girl your soft brown eyes remind me of the amazing beaver, eh.
You must be Drumheller, ‘cause I totally dig you.
I really caribou-t you.
Girl, you are Sussex-y.
Girl, you're such a Banff (i.e., a Bad Ass, Nice, And Fascinating Female).
You’ve got beauty like Petit Champlain and curves like Bonhomme.
I'm waking up at 5am for hockey. But I would stay up all night for you.
You couldn't cut the s*xual tension in here with a Yellowknife.
I wish I was Tim Horton's coffee…So I could get close to your lips.
You’re prettier than a summer day in Lunenburg.
I've seen a lot of Canada, but you could take me to the top of the world.
My game is just like Alexander Keith's: "Those who like it, like it a lot."
Can I hiber-mate with you?
Take an Avonleap of faith and go on a date with me!
I saw you and I pictured us as swans, we could mate for life.
We fit together like a gitch in a wedgie.
Get that red light ready, because you and I are about to score.
You must be Niagara Falls because you’ve taken my breath away.
Are you maple syrup? ‘Cause you taste so sweet.
Hey baby, can I roll up your rim?
The thought of you makes me redder than the sands at North Shore.
Until I saw you, I didn't believe I'd ever see an arctic fox.
How about we play a fun game called Haida totem pole?
Do you like my cologne? It’s derived from the musk gland of the industrious beaver.
Your beauty warms and lights up these frozen surroundings.
Will you be the Flin to my Flon?
Oh I didn't mean to pull you in so close. I thought I heard a rutting bull moose.
I'm actually way hotter than poutin.
Let's procreate like the snakes in the Narcisse Dens.
You and I could totally melt my igloo.
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