Mon cher Misae,
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My chest hair...is gone...
I am going to kill Angleterre...
I am not manly without my chest hair...that's it. I'm chopping off his eyebrows in his sleep, Ohhonhon. All of it. He'll wake up with blank spaces above his eyes!
...*smirks slowly* What was that you just said, mon amour...? Repeat it, please...?
It seems as if I just did, love.
France? Non, this will not do. I am 'Francis'. Say it.
Hooray! You are finally accepting my advances! And don't worry- I most definitely will. It will be the best night of your life.
Love, Francis
P.S- You are not bothered by it? *smiles innocently* Then you wouldn't mind me telling you how I also slept with Sealand.
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I had you going for a second there, didn't I? Ohhonhonhon~
Monsieur Kentucky, this is very true. Thank you for pointing it out ;)
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French Bastard...
Got what you deserved for seducing me for the past decade~ *smiles in victory* I love you mom~
… Since when were you manly? As I recall, men who wear the latest designer clothing brands and wear their hair long (and kept for that matter…) don't fall into the 'manly' category.
Ah! That's mean. Wait… one quick question since I pretty sure you've slept with mom… is his erogenous zone his eyebrows or his collar bone~?
Huh?
What?
Ah, understood. And Kansas wanted to know if your erogenous zone was your beard (it represents… 'Gorges du tarn' if I remember correctly, right?)
*blushes* Nothing! I s-said nothing – Puu-! G-GAH! Ignore it! Completely erase it from your memory PUU! GAAAH! GOD DAMN IT PUU~!
… You're digging yourself a grave Misty…
SHUT KENTUCKY PUU-! AHHHH %^$%$#! PUU!
…Puu…
*sighs*
H-hey I can so say it! Fr-fr-fr-fr-Franc-Franc-FRANCI… FRANCE!
You still didn't say it –
Do you want me to bring out the shot gun AGAIN?
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*coughs* ANYWAY. I better not be flying out to France for nothing… *grumbles to self-*
Screw off.
…M-Misae…
P.S. *eyetwitch*
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You are many things but surely you are not a pedophile… right? A-AND I JUST REALIZE YOU SAID THAT TO MAKE ME JEALOUS YOU BASTARD!
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A-Ah *turns cherry red* W-what the hell…? K-Kentucky, why the heck did you bring that up! *blushes deeper* D-Damn it…
She thinks you're 'Hot'~ I read her diary, fuuuck. You should see all the sappy things she writes about you in there! I'm serious, she writes LOVE POEMS for the love of God! … Ah, and her dream is to marry you.
KENTUCKY!
*whispers* You should also know that she's loved you from the start*whispers*
*is currently heading-desk*