Happy Canada Day. We’re headed out to the very furthest reachest of the backwoods. It is distinctly possible that I will be eaten by a bear, or overpowered by my feral children, or both.
If you don’t hear from me by Monday, send in the Mounties.
Canuck Is As Canuck Does
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