The Nostalgia Critic2007

Nostalgia Critic:
[a female sous chef is working in a kitchen during a PSA from "Prevent-It.ca"] Here's a little PSA from... Canada? Nuh-uh! Nope! I've learned my lesson! Canada is f***ed up! They may all look cute and innocent, but then they're sneaking in rape whistles, and putting d*cks in your mouth, and God knows what else! Well, I'm not falling for it this time!

Female sous chef:
I'm a sous chef here. With any luck, I should be head chef by next year.

Nostalgia Critic:
Oh, well, that... sounds kinda nice.

Female sous chef:
[has a ring on her finger] I've got an amazing fiancee.

Nostalgia Critic:
Oh, well, that sounds sweet. A nice couple finally found love.

Female sous chef:
But I won't be marrying this weekend.

Nostalgia Critic:
Oh? What, did you have to change the date or something? God, that's always so hard when that happens...

Female sous chef:
Because I'm about to be in a terrible accident.

Nostalgia Critic:
[suddenly looks concerned] Eh?

Female sous chef:
[picking up a boiling pot] But really, I should've cleaned up the grease over there, and they should never put the deep fryer so close... [suddenly, she slips on some grease on the floor, causing her to fall to the ground and the water in the boiling pot to fall on her face, painfully scarring her face. The woman screams in pain as another chef comes in to try and help her, while the Critic is totally freaked out by what he just saw]

Nostalgia Critic:
OHH! OHH, GOD! OHH, GOD! [he becomes quite furious] CANADA, YOU'RE SICK! YOU'RE SICK, CANADA! WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU? SHE WAS GONNA BE MARRIED, AND THEN YOU F***ED UP WITH HER FACE! YOU'RE SICK! YOU'RE SICK, CANADA! [the PSA's message is displayed: "There really are no accidents"] No, no, no, no, no! I don't care what you're advertising, 'CAUSE YOU'RE SICK! YOU'RE SICK, CANADA! I AM NEVER VISITING YOU, 'CAUSE YOU'RE SCARY! YOU'RE A SCARY PLACE, CANADA! PUT IT ON YOUR FLAG! [the Canadian flag is shown, along with the message: "We're scary"] YOU'RE SCARY! WE'RE KEEPING MICHAEL J. FOX, YOU KEEP WHATEVER THE HELL WE GAVE YOU!... Which is probably nothing... 'CAUSE YOU'RE SICK! [the accident is shown one more time, freaking out the Critic even further; he quickly changes the channel]