I would cheerfully describe the house my Granny lived in before she went into the nursing home as a shack.
An actual, factual Canadian shack. In which I am sure people had sex, though perhaps not my Granny (and if she did, I don't want to know about it).
On the other side of the family, my cousin Dale's place, well, it's more of a singlewide. Or maybe a doublewide. I'm not actually sure, as I've never physically seen it, and her FB descriptions (usually when she has an electrical fire, or has to escape a forest fire) aren't what one would call vivid. But it is a shack in spirit.
And you know, I get being pissed about the American Elephant. More, perhaps, than many people with Canadian citizenship, because I live in the states and it chafes me daily. But holy SHITBALLS, that's not the way to respond to it.
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An actual, factual Canadian shack. In which I am sure people had sex, though perhaps not my Granny (and if she did, I don't want to know about it).
On the other side of the family, my cousin Dale's place, well, it's more of a singlewide. Or maybe a doublewide. I'm not actually sure, as I've never physically seen it, and her FB descriptions (usually when she has an electrical fire, or has to escape a forest fire) aren't what one would call vivid. But it is a shack in spirit.
And you know, I get being pissed about the American Elephant. More, perhaps, than many people with Canadian citizenship, because I live in the states and it chafes me daily. But holy SHITBALLS, that's not the way to respond to it.