Walking in to work today I was looking at two Canadian Geese doing what geese do: pecking and defecating, when I saw something odd. A crow hopped over to where they were and started cawing at them. They responded by hissing and eventually the crow flew away.
Mentally I likened this to a racially charged exchange between rival gangs of different cultural backgrounds. The hard part was you had to assume one of the gangs was Canadian, and that's not a group that lends itself well to gangster bravado.
Try to imagine someone with a thick Canadian accent saying "This is totally our turf, eh? You'd best take off now. I'm aboot to put my size-negative-ten webbed foot in your backside!"
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