You had me at taco.
Are you from Canada? Because if you're wondering if you can go out on a date with me, well, you CAN–UH-DUH!
Hey babe. Wanna go for a timmies run?
I love you more than my mom loves Céline Dion.
The thought of you makes me redder than the sands at North Shore.
How about we play a fun game called Haida totem pole?
You and I could totally melt my igloo.
I really caribou-t you.
Take an Avonleap of faith and go on a date with me!
Baby, meeting you was better than an NHL lockout ending.
I'm actually way hotter than poutin.
Fall hardly happens here, but You'll be falling for me.
I wish I was Tim Horton's coffee…So I could get close to your lips.
I can love you more than a cowboy loves a fat calf.
My friends have been calling me a loon, because I'm crazy about you.
Hey baby, can I roll up your rim?
Have you ever been fishing in Lake Michigan? 'Cause we should hook up sometime.
Wanna go back to my igloo and cuddle?
It's getting warmer and the snow is melting. Time for me to melt your heart.
Were you born on the Bluenose? Because baby, you're a dime.
Wanna make out in my Tundra Buggy?
You know what they say, wheat fields are made for sowing.
I won't take no for an answer. I'm having Nunavut.
I've seen a lot of Canada, but you could take me to the top of the world.
I really caribou-t you.
I saw you and I pictured us as swans, we could mate for life.
My feelings for you are Mont-real.
You couldn't cut the s*xual tension in here with a Yellowknife.
Are you maple syrup? ‘Cause you taste so sweet.
Are you into hockey? That's great because I'd like to score.
Will you be the Flin to my Flon?
I'm waking up at 5am for hockey. But I would stay up all night for you.
Get that red light ready, because you and I are about to score.
You’re so stunning even the Language Police are speechless.
My heart is as desolate as Saskatchewan without you.
You’re prettier than a summer day in Lunenburg.
Are you a beaver? Because I like your tail.
Let's procreate like the snakes in the Narcisse Dens.
Anne of Green Gables? More like Anne of Green Babeles.
On scale of one to 10, you’re a poutine.
I want you for myself like Newfoundland has its own time zone.
Girl, you're such a Banff (i.e., a Bad Ass, Nice, And Fascinating Female).
You're a beluga in this sea of cod.
You must be Drumheller, ‘cause I totally dig you.
Can I hiber-mate with you?
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?
Help me score one more time for team Canada?
I put the “man” in Manitoba.
My game is just like Alexander Keith's: "Those who like it, like it a lot."