I’m gonna call you sugar maple tree … cause I would totally tap that.
That’s not a gun in my pocket. That’s my own personal I.E.D. (i.e., improvised explosive device).
Ya gotta check it out. My water bed is full of beer.
Do you like my cologne? It’s derived from the musk gland of the industrious beaver.
Want to see my lumber, Jack?
How ’bout we play a fun game called Haida totem pole?
The way I imagine it, Huron top.
Forget whipped cream. Try a taste of what I picked up at the Elmvale Maple Syrup Festival.
Baby let me roll up your rim!
Would you like sausage for breakfast?