You wake up one morning to find you suddenly have beachfront property. All your local bands make it big and move to Toronto. The only province to ever violently rebel against the Federal government. Pass the time watching trucks and barns float by. Hundreds of huge, horribly frigid lakes.
Nothing compares to a wicked Winnipeg winter.
You don't need a car, just take the canoe to work. You can be an Easterner or a Westerner depending on your mood. You live in the center of the universe. There's no such thing as an Ontario Seperatist. Your grandparents sold booze to the States during Prohibition.