Can I hiber-mate with you?
I've seen a lot of Canada, but you could take me to the top of the world.
Hey baby, my body's like Ontario. Yours to discover.
I won't take no for an answer. I'm having Nunavut.
Fall hardly happens here, but You'll be falling for me.
You must be Niagara Falls because you’ve taken my breath away.
Let's procreate like the snakes in the Narcisse Dens.
I'm waking up at 5am for hockey. But I would stay up all night for you.
I want you for myself like Newfoundland has its own time zone.
Are you into hockey? That's great because I'd like to score.
Get that red light ready, because you and I are about to score.
My feelings for you are Mont-real.
You couldn't cut the s*xual tension in here with a Yellowknife.
I wish I was Tim Horton's coffee…So I could get close to your lips.
I love you more than my mom loves Céline Dion.
My game is just like Alexander Keith's: "Those who like it, like it a lot."
Oh I didn't mean to pull you in so close. I thought I heard a rutting bull moose.
You and I could totally melt my igloo.
Hello, eh. Girl your soft brown eyes remind me of the amazing beaver, eh.
Until I saw you, I didn't believe I'd ever see an arctic fox.
I'm actually way hotter than poutin.
Is it hot in here or am I just wearing two pairs of long johns?
I put the “man” in Manitoba.
Ya gotta check it out. My water bed is full of beer.
Are you from Canada? Because if you're wondering if you can go out on a date with me, well, you CAN–UH-DUH!
Baby, meeting you was better than an NHL lockout ending.
We fit together like a gitch in a wedgie.
My heart is as desolate as Saskatchewan without you.
You’re so stunning even the Language Police are speechless.
Wanna make out in my Tundra Buggy?
Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Also Did you utilize Canada's public healthcare system to help ease that pain?
Do you like my cologne? It’s derived from the musk gland of the industrious beaver.
I saw you and I pictured us as swans, we could mate for life.
How about we play a fun game called Haida totem pole?
You’re prettier than a summer day in Lunenburg.
Hey baby, can I roll up your rim?
On scale of one to 10, you’re a poutine.
Are you a beaver? Because I like your tail.
Anne of Green Gables? More like Anne of Green Babeles.
Take an Avonleap of faith and go on a date with me!
I'm sorry did you say you drove the ski-doo, what's your ring size?
Are you maple syrup? ‘Cause you taste so sweet.
Hey babe. Wanna go for a timmies run?
You’ve got beauty like Petit Champlain and curves like Bonhomme.
The thought of you makes me redder than the sands at North Shore.
Wanna churn butter with me?
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