Blind Drunk in Blind River: The hell you say. You ain't gonna marry Shania if I get there first. An' that's a fack, Jack! If I get there first I tell stories about you, even though we've never met. She fer sure ain't goin' fall for a country boy that single handedly destroyed the virgin wool industry of th'entire Dominion of Canada. Not if I tell her it wasn't with your handedly that you ruined the whole sweater business and put 85,000 people outta work, to say nothin' about makin' thousands of rams jealous. I mean it. Just you don't think twice 'bout my heart throb, amongst other thangs that don't require to be mentioned on this site.