BECAUSE even though I'm Canadian, I'm working at a Wal-Mart, I hate having a bunch of inbred hicks from Sisterdiddle, Arkansas flying up here and telling ME how to do my job. Listen, Billy-Jim-Joe-Bob, I don't come down THERE and slap your 'nads out of your sisters, now do I? Get out of Canada! Anyway, I'm quitting. Gonna go sell maple syrup out of my car or something.
