… will help you dispose of a body.
At least that’s what I gather from the new graphic LeSombre (Canada’s Blogger) has put together to celebrate the Great Buddy Award.
I have tried and tried and tried to come up with another interpretation, but that’s what I always come back to. [(By the way, in French Canadian that would be: Un grand ami est une personne qui t’aide à faire un corps comme Soylent Green. (Soylent Green, ce sont les gens! Ce sont les gens!!!!.)]
While the graphic may be unconventional it is dead on: I would most certainly help Mike dispose of a body. As a matter of fact, I have a couple of people in mind.
I’m very happy Mike awarded me this (despite the fact I can’t pass it on due to an oddity about me) as it will give me a chance to drone on about Canada once more. (Canada is such a good source of blog material; I wish I’d known about it before.)
At some point in the recent past there was a comic on TV going on about national defense and how we were spending money to keep an eye on nations far far away. He then pointed out that something like 85% of Canadians live near the US-Canada boundary, “Those are the people we should be keeping an eye on! I want to know what they’re up to! Why are Canadians massing at the border?”
The other day I got a call from my college roommate. I’d not talked to him in years. “I see you’ve been picking on Canadians in your blog,” he said, as a start to the conversation.
“’Picking,’ I think, is a little harsh. ‘Mentioning’ is more like it. But they are an easy target. And the cold makes them lethargic, so they’re unlikely to come down and be confrontational.”
“I’m Canadian, you know. French-Canadian as a matter of fact.” And then he tossed in an “Eh,” to sort of drive it home.
“You’re kidding me," I said. “I thought you were Pennsylvania Dutch.”
“No. Our suitemate, Klaus, was Pennsylvania Dutch.”
I’ll be damned.
Anyway, I apologized to Jean-Claude for my insensitivity and we did some catching up.
Toward the end of the conversation I asked him why it was the vast majority of Canadians lived so close to the border. “Canadians aren’t stupid,” he told me, “Too far north and you’ve got the Snow Lion.”
I’m not one to make a judgment about the relative intelligence of Canadians but, it seems, collectively they’ve been watching too many movies with “Narnia” in the title.
“Too far north and you’ve got the Snow Lion.”
No sense of irony, eh? They’re already too far north. The eh was for Jean-Claude.
That’s exactly what the graphic means. When I made it, I was thinking of your (sweet) mini-van. I also havea few people in mind, let’s meet at the border. Bring your guitars.
i have a few body moving friends. they are the best!
p.s. the snow lion cracked me up!
(and wordpress doesn’t like me to post comments too quickly. fuckin nazi.)
Leave it to LeSombre to come up with a new graphic! But, I do appreciate the humor behind it:) Count me in for the moving festivities! And, I also had no idea that Canada could inspire so much blog fodder.
I must admit that as someone who lives in Canada and finds all very very vanilla, I find this fascination Americans have with us all a bit strange.
Rob: I think you’ve got a point. Of course, Granny Clampett would say *I* live too far north.
Michel: I’ll bring the guitars, some inverters, a couple of Marshall Stacks, and we’ll rock the Peace Arch. Or maybe a couple of the strip clubs in Windsor. It all depends on how much time we have.
HHN: In Canada, sometimes, I think, they just feed their bodies to the Snow Lion. I know I would.
Becky: Translated to English, LeSembre means “Hit Man.” I’m guessing that was the inspiration for the graphic.
Nat: I think it’s because Canadians are universally loved (except by one another, sometimes). And Stargate was filmed there.
“Of course, Granny Clampett would say *I* live too far north.”
And I would say she lived too far north, too. Tennessee, I think.
Um i think it has more to do with a buddy will carry your body out of the bar when you black out. I saw something like that on a tshirt so its just a guess.