merica was drinking a nice warm cup of cat blood that he had gotten from slauthering frenchies and eating theyre hearts (haha niageras) when suddenly england broke in. (england is my favorite place to live. he has lovely eyebrows and he has a beautiful shiny face that gleams like the moarning sun in a virgins eyes. or as worded differently from my idol, "When you plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. You look for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water, or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet if we have problems with our friends or family, we blame the other person. But if we know how to take care of them, they will grow well, like the lettuce. Blaming has no positive effect at all, nor does trying to persuade using reason and arguments. That is my experience. No blame, no reasoning, no argument, just understanding."
- Thich Nhat Hahn ) America screamed in agony like the little weeaboo girly fgt he is,spilling the blood everywhere. "wat wrong." england said blushing. "well...its just that...that... i love youssssssssssssssssssssss." usa said spitting blood on britains face as he talked. suddenly evil frenchie came in with a humegenous spork. "i stab u all! honhonhonhon *other dumbass homo frenchie talk here* "no." said america. "hyaaaaaaa" england stated as he furiusly burnt france to a stupid crisp.
"wah..england...your...my...hero!" "i no,said england as he munch hamburger. Ive ALWAYS been the hero!"

AN:
this is my favorite couple,i just love how britain use raise america like a father and now they love other sexually. so...meaningful. I wish i could date my father... great couple.