You Know You're a Canadian When...

You recognize Wayne Gretzky without having to see his hockey jersey.

You stand in "line-ups" at the movie, not lines.

You're not offended by the term "Homo Milk".

You understand the sentence, "Could you please pass me a serviette, I just spilled my poutine."

You eat chocolate bars instead of candy bars.

You drink pop, not soda.

You know what it means to be on pogey.

You know that a mickey and 2-4's mean "Party at the camp, eh!"

You can drink legally while still a teen.

You talk about the weather with strangers and friends alike.

You don't know or care about the fuss with Cuba, it's just a cheap place to travel with good cigars and no stupid Americans.

You know that Canada is NOT part of the United States, no matter how much Americans may think Canada is the 51st state.

When there is a social problem, you turn to your government to fix it instead of telling them to stay out of it.

You're not sure if the leader of your nation has EVER had sex and you really don't want to know if he has!

You get milk in bags as well as cartons and plastic jugs.

Pike is a type of fish, not some part of a highway.

You believe hockey games aren't really hockey games unless a hockey fight breaks out.

You know that hockey isn't a sport, its a way of life.

You drive on a highway, not a freeway.

You know what a Robertson screwdriver is.

You know that Thrills are something to chew and "taste like soap."

You know that Mounties "don't always look like that."

You dismiss all beers under 6% as "for children and the elderly."

You know that the Friendly Giant isn't a vegetable product line.

You know that Casey and Finnegan are not a Celtic musical group.

You participated in "Participaction."

You have an Inuit carving by your bedside with the rationale, "What's good enough protection for the Prime Minister is good enough for me."

You wonder why there isn't a 5 dollar coin yet.

Unlike any international assasin/terrorist/spy in the world, you don't possess a Canadian passport.

You use a red pen on your non-Canadian textbooks and fill in the missing 'u's from labor, honor, and color.

You have Canadian Tire money in your kitchen drawers.

You know the French equivalents of "free", "prize", and "no sugar added", thanks to your extensive education in bilingual cereal packaging.

You are excited whenever an American television show mentions Canada.

You make a mental note to talk about it at work the next day.

You can do all the hand actions to Sharon, Lois and Bram's "Skin-a-ma-rinky-dinky-doo" opus.

You can eat more than one maple sugar candy without feeling nauseous.

You were mad when "The Beachcombers" were taken off the air.

You know what a toque is.

You have some memento of Doug and Bob.

You know Toronto is not a province or Canada's capitol.

You believe in sending troops overseas to PROTECT people, not to steal their oil.

You never miss "Coaches Corner."

Back bacon and Kraft Dinner are two of your favorites food groups.

You use proper British English spelling instead of bastardized American spelling.

You know that Pamela Anderson is Canadian, not American.

You know who the Canadian Prime Minister is AND the name of the current American president.

Your prime minister isn't George W. Bush's lapdog.

You still thinks the Toronto Maple Leafs might win the Stanley Cup.

Your banks are polite to you, even when they're ripping you off.

You know that Crown Royal is a Canadian Scotch Whiskey.

You know that Superman was created by a Canadian, not an American.

You know that health care is a right, not an expense.

You can calculate gasoline prices in litres AND gallons.