[EXT. A rundown trailer in a trailer park in Nova Scotia, bright and early on a sunny Sunday morning. We hear deep snoring coming from inside the trailer. Cut to INT, where the rundown trailer is strewn about with assorted liquor bottles, cheeseburger wrappers, and what may or not be
**Ahem**
In respect of my fellow Commentists, I realize this might be a boring topic to you, considering that “Canada” is usually nothing more in your mind than a lower drinking age and where your first boy/girlfriend came from. (I know him/her; they told me about that summer at camp. The
