SuperSailorCharon: I came up with this idea after my Polish friend showed me a meme about how Americans drink vodka versus how Polish people drink whiskey.

After one world meeting, the countries got together for a wild and crazy party. America's drink of choice the entire night was a bottle of Jack Daniels that he was hoarding all to himself. He had finished up a mouthful and had begun laughing hysterically at Finland's corny jokes.

"Knock-knock!" Finland began.

"Who's there, dude?" America howled with laughter.

"Boo!"

"Boo who?"

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry!"

"Bahahahahaha!"

"Nein! It vasn't that funny at all!" Germany snapped, getting annoyed with the younger North-American country.

"Dude! Lighten up!" America laughed before taking another shot. "Ah! What the hell! You're awesome! You're all awesome!"

"Mein Gott," Germany said, shaking his head in embarrassment.

"Hey, where's Britain? I wanna give him a hug!" America announced, drinking a little more whiskey. He approached England on the other side of the room and tried to hug him. England was already sloshed out of his mind.

"Get away from me, ya bloody Yankee!" England said in drunken anger. "I try to save your bloody ass from Frogface and you pay me back by telling me you don't want me to tell you what to do? Piss off, you wanker!"

"Iggy? Come on! I just wanted to say I'm sorry for that whole Revolutionary War thing!" America said, tears welling up in his big blue eyes. But England just wandered away in a drunken stupor still cursing under his breath. "Come on Iggy! I said I was sorry!" By now America was in tears before taking a few more swigs of whiskey. He took out his phone.

"I need to call Tony," America said, speed-dialing the alien at his house.

"Dude, Tony! I need someone to talk to! Iggy's being a raging asshole and I just wanted to say I'm sorry to him!" America babbled drunkenly on the phone.

"Fucking! Bitch! Fucking!" Tony replied.

"Yeah! Iggy is a fucking bitch!" America agreed before taking another swig. "Thanks for talking to me, man! You know how to cheer me up!" By now, America's words were very, very slurred, almost to the point where he didn't sound like he was speaking English anymore.

"Americque! I did not know you knew how to speak ze French language! Ohonhonhonhonhon!" France laughed as he walked by with a glass of fancy wine in hand. "Too bad you do not know how to speak it very well!"

America muttered something else incoherent before taking another swig. He took off a lampshade and placed it on his head. He jumped on the table and began to dance and remove his pants as the other nations just stopped and stared.

"Western nations are so immature when they drink!" China said disapprovingly, rolling his eyes. Some of the European countries began to clap and holler.

"I'm okay. I'm okay," America murmured sickly, removing the lampshade from his head. He took one more swig, which was one more too many. The young country puked into the lampshade (most of the vomit fell through the top and onto the table) and then he fainted.

"We shourd plobabry get America-san some herp," Japan said urgently. He and a few of the other Asian countries (who were not quite as drunk as the western countries) lifted America up off the table and removed him from the room.

Meanwhile, Poland had also been downing a bottle of Jack Daniels during the party. However, it didn't affect him nearly as much.

"America can't hold his liquor!" Poland laughed. "That's like, too funny!" Poland took a few swigs of Jack Daniels and was finished with the bottle. "On to the next bottle" He cried.

"You know Poland, you and I handle our alcohol way better than most countries, da?" Russia beamed, his face cheery and red from a few bottles of vodka. He laid a hand on Poland's shoulder and Poland shuddered in disgust. "You and I are lot alike, da?"

"Like, don't ever say that again!" Poland snapped.