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Arrr, I be the Canuck held by them Ice scallywags fer two weeks! Felt like a right pirate’s abduction, it did!

2025-03-20

Arrr, no warning nor tale to tell! One moment I was chattin' with the immigration mateys ‘bout me work visa, the next I be feelin' like a scallywag, hands on the wall, gettin' a friskin'! Off to the brig I go, no lawyer in sight, matey!

Arrr, I be the Canuck held by them Ice scallywags fer two weeks! Felt like a right pirate’s abduction, it did!

Arrr matey! Picture this: I be standin’ in a fine immigration office, chattin’ with a landlubber about me workin’ papers, which had been givin’ the green light months prior. Aye, I, a hearty Canadian, thought I be on me way to riches in the grand ol’ U.S. of A! But lo and behold, swift as a sea breeze, the tides turned!

Without a whisper of warning, I be told to place me hands against the wall like a scallywag caught stealin’ treasure! They patted me down as if I were a dastardly pirate with me booty hidin’ in me britches! Next thing I knew, I found meself shipped off to an Ice detention center, with nary a chance to parley with a lawyer. Shiver me timbers, I felt like I’d been marooned on a deserted isle!

Now, let me spin ye a yarn from me childhood in Whitehorse, Yukon—a wee town way up north, where the moose be thicker than thieves! I always knew I had the heart of a pirate, but I never thought I’d be caught in such a kerfuffle! So, here I be, in this pickle of a situation, wonderin’ how the winds of fate turned so cruelly against me! Yarrr!

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