Now, some random perverted jokes! (involving France, and HUngary. 'Nuff said.)


The window in the living room smashed open. America and England disentangled themselves from each other and stared in horror as France stood up and began waving frantically.

"I hope you two are enjoying your Christmas!" England blushed and crossed his arms.

France smiled and flipped on the radio.

"…I gotta feeling, that tonight's gonna be a good night, that tonight's gonna be a good night, that tonight's gonna be a good, good night…"

Winking perversely, France gave them a supercilious smirk. Eyes widening in rage and embarrassment, England punched him in th face and threw him back out the window.

He turned towards the couch, only to be spun around by a pair of hands and crushed to America's chest.

"Where were we then…?" He breathed onto England's neck, making him shiver.

"I think you know better than I do…"


Eww, that was creepy! I'm going to write another joke. It will be less France-y…possibly Hungary. Maybe Japan. Meh. I am so weird and messed up…AND NO ENGLAND IS NOT HIS DAD! OR BROTHER! NOES! IT'S NOT INCEST! GAHH!


Hungary crouched behind the door. Her new camera from Japan was working amazingly well. And this was amazing. But of course it couldn't last. Austria came up behind her. "What are you doing, Hungary? I told you not to go around people's houses and-" His jaw fell to the floor.

Stuttering and backing up, he backed into Italy, who had unfortunately tagged along.

"Ve, Austria, what are you watching? Oh, hi, Hungary! What-" Germany was close behind him, and turned red as soon as he saw everything. "Ve, Doitsu, this is like that one video-" Germany clamped his hand over his mouth and dragged him back.

"Ve, but I want to watch! I didn't finish that video before-"

"What is that supposed to mean, Italy?" He turned around and found himself face to face with Prussia.

"Ahahahah, this is funny! West, where are you going? Stop hitting me!"

Hungary turned, face alight with rage, and promptly walloped him with a frying pan. Rubbing his head, Prussia moaned, "What was that for?"

"Shut up!" Everyone turned toward the door. America and England sat perfectly still in the bed.

"Do you want to murder them for me, America?"

"It would be my pleasure."

And everyone knows that a deranged, furious, America (with England cheering on the side) is a force to be reckoned with. So it wasn't really surprising when everyone ran.


THE ENDZ~! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH~! *deranged Russia cackle*

Uhm...yeah. The end. So...if you have any jokes feel free to submit? I guess? Meh.