O Canada, fuck burritos! Terre de nos aïeux, vas te faire enculé, monsieur burrito! The world will end because of our support for burritos: True Canadian food has roots in England and France, because the world started five hundred years ago: Five hundred years ago, Our Land was dinosaurs, and French explorers on fiddles. Our Land.
One hundred years later, with the creation of trees, and grass, English explorers came to check it out with some booze, and there were no natives. Today, our food should reflect these Canadian values, when dinosaurs and Cabot fought, tooth to fiddle, in 1505: Nobody lived here to help him, beside triceratops, so sushi saved his life- Omega-3s! Until the English explorers came with the coming of the grass, and the immigrants, and, well, the burritos. We aren’t immigrants because we won this land from the dinosaurs. Nobody used to live here.