Invade Bill Maher Now

      Like everyone else in this world, it seems Mr. Maher has a blog, too. Check out his recommendation on Canada. This blog will not invoke the War of 1812 in response. Nope, not at all. And certainly not at all what happened to the previous White House. Just remember, Yanks, threaten to invade us and we'll unleash the most horrible fates imaginable: Celine Dion acting, William Shatner singing, and Jim Carrey talking with his butt-cheeks. And there's a wildcard we have that will trump even your entire nuclear arsenal, but I'll keep that one under wraps for now (hint: you "oughta know" the torture that can brought "down on you"). Oh yes, we could turn American real-life into Mars Attacks! and Slim Whitman will not save you. We're, after all, used to Neil Young. So, go ahead. We're ready to kick some serious American Boooo-taaaay. Bring. It. On. Eh? Eh??? EH???

      Pussies. And we didn't even mention Anne Murray. Look on *OUR* works, ye mighty, and despair. Unless ye want the Lincoln Memorial proven truly Ozymandian. We luvs ya, but, we'll make Iraq look like an hour in the sandbox. Just *try* and deal with our weather. And, I'm relatively assured, Tim Horton's will fight on the defenders' side. Starbucks.... 'Tis to laugh.