To the contrary, sir: I think you sent a message that you play by your own rules. The Engersaurus cannot be contained. Canada: take note.
Lo, and how! Why, this very day Pink Socks and I have once again journeyed into the Unholy Land to confront the Red Menace in his lair. We saw and did unspeakable things there, yet we returned whence we came with spirits undaunted.
Let the righteous among us be warned: the northern enemy remains industrious and formidable, and his preparations continue.
Maybe if we draw maple leaves in frosting on the cookies we send him, they will be more enticing.