Well, no, it doesn't sting. I actually think it's sort of...sweet. I'm so sorry. Let me see if I can explain a bit.
See, first, I think I probably would've enjoyed the stories about silly Americans; Americans bring the humor like nobody's business, as anyone who has ever traveled overseas can tell you. And, hey, there's a lot of us, so it's good to know we're useful for something.
And, second, I'm actually sort of honored that you talk about us in Social Studies classes at all, no matter what you say. Because, well, I don't remember Canada ever coming up in any class. Not that it wouldn't have been an interesting topic, I hasten to say. Gripping! Compelling! Far better than trigonometry! Just, um, you know - there were, well, ancient Romans and the quadratic equation and the Volstead Act and the Civil War and binomial nomenclature and so forth to talk about, and, well, I don't know. We never got around to it. Maybe Canada comes up more for people who live near the northern border; I was closer to Mexico and we spent a lot of time talking about that.
But this does not mean your life has no meaning! Make fun of us! I encourage you to, not that I can speak on behalf of all Americans, but you are invited to make fun of me, at any rate. And I'd offer you chocolate, but I'm afraid most American chocolate sucks. So I think as a token of goodwill you ought to share your chocolate with me. But know that you're welcome to make snarky remarks about, I don't know, Americans and our weight problem, Americans and our sucky chocolate, Americans and our complete lack of knowledge about whatever it is that we don't know about Canada. Make them here! Bring chocolate and mockery; if nothing else, it will totally change the way we view Canadians.
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See, first, I think I probably would've enjoyed the stories about silly Americans; Americans bring the humor like nobody's business, as anyone who has ever traveled overseas can tell you. And, hey, there's a lot of us, so it's good to know we're useful for something.
And, second, I'm actually sort of honored that you talk about us in Social Studies classes at all, no matter what you say. Because, well, I don't remember Canada ever coming up in any class. Not that it wouldn't have been an interesting topic, I hasten to say. Gripping! Compelling! Far better than trigonometry! Just, um, you know - there were, well, ancient Romans and the quadratic equation and the Volstead Act and the Civil War and binomial nomenclature and so forth to talk about, and, well, I don't know. We never got around to it. Maybe Canada comes up more for people who live near the northern border; I was closer to Mexico and we spent a lot of time talking about that.
But this does not mean your life has no meaning! Make fun of us! I encourage you to, not that I can speak on behalf of all Americans, but you are invited to make fun of me, at any rate. And I'd offer you chocolate, but I'm afraid most American chocolate sucks. So I think as a token of goodwill you ought to share your chocolate with me. But know that you're welcome to make snarky remarks about, I don't know, Americans and our weight problem, Americans and our sucky chocolate, Americans and our complete lack of knowledge about whatever it is that we don't know about Canada. Make them here! Bring chocolate and mockery; if nothing else, it will totally change the way we view Canadians.