I grew up in Michigan, which is Canada Lite, and made a lot of bad decisions fueled by the kind of canned Canadian swill they call beer. I certainly had a lot more of the Labatt variety than Molson, but they’re basically the same when push comes to shove. If I’d had access to a Cadillac Limo and a sno cat, I probably would have tried to build something like this after finding the bottom of a thirty rack some lazy snowy Saturday with friends when we got back from bowling.
Congrats on your COTD win TrucksDoinTruckStuff. I’ll raise a maple leaf adorned 12 ounce can in your honor tonight, and probably construct something equally ill-advised.