Let me preface this by saying that like most Canadians I do love my ketchup. It's like butter on bread and the air that I breath. And yes I know that having every goonybird flying willy nilly in every direction is fraught with danger but can't they have worked on BOTH problems at the same time? The Heinz Ketchup Jet Pack.
But apparantly we are in a semi-new age - the age when YOU can choose to dip your fries or squeeze the ketchup upon them. I can hear the national anthem in my head while our glorious flag flapped in the background. Truly a sweet day my friends.
