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Cuba: And here we see El Salvador and Peru in their natural habitat. Texting each other variations of the word "garlic bread" to try to make each other laugh.
El Salvador: Gaelic bread.
Peru: Gruelling brad.
El Salvador: Ha ha glamorous heaps
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El Salvador: Life could be worse, Greenland.
Greenland: Life could be a lot better, too!
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Canada: Don't weep for the stupid. You'll be crying all day.
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Mexico: What time is it?
Greenland: I don't know, pass me that saxophone, and we'll find out
Greenland: *BLASTS the saxophone*
Canada: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE FUCKING
MORNING
Greenland: It's 2 am
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El Salvador: There was a motor close to where I
am right now.
Peru: A motor- a motorcycle?
El Salvador: Oh, sorry, a murder.
Canada: That escalated quickly.
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Peru & Greenland: *accidentally set the kitchen on fire*
Peru: We need an adult!
Greenland: Peru, you are an adult!
Peru: We need an adulterer adult! Get Canada!
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Mexico with a gun to America's head: What happens if I pull this trigger? Heaven?
America: Bold of you to assume I'll go to Heaven.
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Greenland: So oxygen went on a date with potassium, it went... OK.
Cuba: I thought oxygen was dating magnesium, OMG.
Greenland: Actually, oxygen first asked nitrogen out, but nitrogen was all like NO.
Canada: I thought oxygen had that double bond with the hydrogen twins.
America: Looks like someone's a HO.
Cuba: NaBrO.
El Salvador: I'm done with all of you!
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*Everyone is giving advice to Cuba*
Greenland: It's okay to ask for help.
El Salvador: You're not a burden.
Canada: Murder is okay.
Peru: Your feelings matter.
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El Salvador: Why would you give a knife to Cuba?!
Canada, shrugging:Cuba felt unsafe.
El Salvador: Now I feel unsafe!
Canada: I'm sorry...
Canada: Would you like a knife?
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Canada: Welcome to Fucking Apple bees, do you want apples or bees?
Greenland: Bees?
Canada: THEY HAVE SELECTED THE BEES!
Greenland: Wait
*Cuba approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly*
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Usa: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Canada: This knife is actually a magic wand.
Mexico: Meet me in the Denny's parking lot for a wizard duel.
Brazil: *cocks gun,* magic missile.
El Salvador: What the fuck is wrong with you people.
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Peru: What is wrong with you?
Mexico: Loaded question. Elaborate.
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Canada: Any idiot would know that.
Greenland: I knew that!
Canada: See?
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Canada: Ok, firstly, what the fuck?
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Mexico: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I'm eating dirt?
Greenland:
Greenland: Why are you eating dirt?
Mexico: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so
answer my question.
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Cuba: Hey Greenland, can you give me the opposite of these words?
Cuba: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down
Greenland: Never, Going, To, Give, You-
Greenland: The fucking satisfaction.
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Mexico: I know what a prism is! It's where you put bad people.
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El Salvador: Don't stay up all night, Peru. Last time you got this sleep-deprived, you tried to eat your own shirt.
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Peru: I want a trip down memory lane.
El Salvador: *proceeds to grab every warrior cats book they have and sets them in Peru's lap*
El Salvador: I heard you needed these?
Peru: YES! ALL OF THEM!
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*The three of them need to get into the UN building*
Peru: It's locked. You got a lock pick?
America: Ye-
Canada:*kicks in the door*
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Mexico: We might have gotten into a barroom brawl back in Mexico City.
El Salvador: Well, that was entirely predictable.
Mexico: One of them punched a gang member.
El Salvador: Peru?
Mexico: Canada, actually.
El Salvador: Oh, that was going to be my Second
guess.
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Cuba: You want some leftovers?
Peru: What are those?
Cuba: You've never had leftovers before?
Peru: No, 'cause I'm not a quitter.
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Cuba, texting: Answer your phone
Greenland, texting back: Wait a minute, I can't find my phone
Cuba: Understood
Cuba, 5 minutes later: You're a terrible person.
You know you're killing me. You're killing me, Greenland.
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Peru: Are you drinking enough water?
Bolivia: Sometimes my tears get in my mouth.
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Greenland:Who the fuck broke the toaster?
El Salvador: It was America.
Cuba: It was America.
Mexico: America broke it.
America:
America: ...YOU PROMISED
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*Cuba dies in a game with ships*
America: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us.
America: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury.
Canada: Legend has it that Cuba still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks.
Cuba: Of course I do.
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Greenland: *plays shreksophone*
Greenland: Woo.
Greenland: Time to listen to this on loop for all eternity.
America: ... Genius coping mechanism, my friend
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El Salvador: How do tall people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?
Canada: El Salvador, it's four o'clock in the morning.
El Salvador: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?
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Mexico:Any questions?
Canada: Uh, yeah, WHAT THE FUCK WAS
THAT?
Mexico: Uh, a plan, duh...
Greenland: Canada, chill, I know it's weird, but
Mexico has a point.
Canada:
Canada: THAT WAS LITERALLY A PONY DOODLE WITH A HAT!!
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Peru: But seriously, what is the real plan here that has to do with not fucking around?
Canada: There is no plan that does not involve fucking around. But we will make sure all of our fucking around will be applied in a constructive direction.
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