From the moment I learned of the Royal Canadian Mounties–thanks to Dudley Do-Right when I was eight–I’ve loved the whole idea of Canada. After my first taste of Canadian Whiskey–at age 16–and more so now after my first through-the-mail drug order at age 65, I’ve got maple leaves in my eyes. The icing on the cake is their hunky Prime Minister, Justin Trudeau.
But, I digress… this is about the drugs. Legal ones. Hormones.