I used to live in Creston B.C. and one day I was walking down the main street when a car with skis and a snowboard pulls up and two younger guys ask "where is all the snow that we hear about?"
Now this may not be a bad question being in the middle of the mountains, but it is bad when it is June. After I explain to them that it all melted a few months ago,
and told them that I was not joking (Yea cause we knew you were coming and hid it) they drove away.
I looked at the license plate and it was from California
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Being so close to the border as Creston is I have many smrt American stories. I talked to quite a few that thought that we lived in igloos and had penguins as pets. Also many would think that as soon as you cross the border it gets cold and snowey. Cause you know that is the magical line that nature put there, we just divided the countries along it.