Hello! My name is Ireland. My dad's name is England and I have a brother named Scotland and a brother named Wales. I have many intrests, and drink even though I'm not quite of age. I'm really close though!

   I have bright orange hair and a curl that sticks out the front. It looks like a four leaf clover. I always wear my green bow in my hair to signify luck and happiness. I have glasses that are slightly too big and slide down my face if I'm not careful. I usually wear things that make me look very conservative, though I can loosen up around friends. I really loosen up after a couple of drinks though.

    I get nervous very easily. I'm like Canada...but a girl with red hair. We drink together sometimes and we've gotten pretty close to getting me pregnant, but we're just friends. America and I are also good friends. We go out for burgers every once in a while. South Italy and I have swearing contests between the two of us. He really does have a sad back story, but that's for him to tell you, not me. Italy and I don't get along well. He's too bubbly for me, and doesn't really know how to train correctly. His perfect training is chasing after butterflys and eating pasta.

    I'm also very stern when it comes to things like training and work. This is probably one of the only times I get along with Germany, besides our love of beer. He honestly scares the living shit out of me, but I wouldn't tell that to his face. I get along with his brother great. I really like the way he's carefree and pervy. It's a nice touch to a good body.

    The Bad Touch Trio is something I fight with myself about. All three guys are nice looking, and have nice personalities, but the way they treat women is disgusting. Usually I'm not the type of person to care, but it annoys me for some reason. Most likely because it was a waste of three hot guys.

   I guess you've heard me ramble enough, huh? If you want to know more, ask and I'll gladly tell. Bye!