You Know You're Canadian If...

You actually know what Timbits are, and believe that they are good enough to deserve their own food group.

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

You understand the phrase, "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 can drink legally while still a teenager.

You know that francophones & anglophones are not electronic devices.

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

You have Canadian Tire money in your kitchen drawers.

You know that Mounties "don't always look like that." The red is only for special occasions!

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

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

Your backpack has only one Canadian flag sew-on.

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

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

You know what a touque is.

You know Toronto is not a province.

You drink Moosehead beer because of the moose.

You use a tennis ball more for road hockey than for tennis.

You laugh afterward at some U.S. citizen's lack of knowledge of Canadian geography, but you are too polite to correct them.

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

You only know three spices: salt, pepper and ketchup.

You design your Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.

Canadian Tire on any Saturday is busier than the toy stores at Christmas.

You've taken your kids trick-or-treating in a blizzard.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled in with snow.

The local paper covers national and international headlines on 2 pages, but requires 6 pages for hockey.

You find -40c a little chilly.

The trunk of your car doubles as a deep freeze.

You attend a formal event in your best clothes, your finest jewelery and your Sorels.

You understand the Labatt Blue commercials.

You perk up when you hear the theme from "Hockey Night in Canada".