If the local Canadian Tire all-night gas bar in Niagara Falls only had Klondike bars in their fridge,
when I was there during a long distance bike-hike,
I'd still steal the dreams and wishes of American tourists by picking out quarters from the river, chillin', then swillin'.
The last time I scooped a medium pop cup through the moonlit shine, I got over $27, $25 in American quarters.
But I do like Eskimo Pies better.