America: Come on dudes, let's go to Wal-Mart!

France: You just went zere.

America: Canada, bro, you in?

Canada: S-sure.

America: Iggybrows, you coming right?

England: If you pay me back.

America: fine...

(Le magical time skip)
America: *has a cart full of Twinkies* All right! Now let me just pi-*lights go out*

France:*high pitch girly scream* what was zat.

Canada: America I think your heath care failed. *pulls out hand gun*

America: what! Wait is this the apocalypse! Yes! *pulls M1911 out if his coat*

England: WHY DO YOU CARRY THAT AROUND YOU BLOODY WANKER! *also pulls put hand gun*

France: *pulls gun from his hair*  *everyone stairs at him in confusion* What? Why do you zink I keep my hair long.

Admin: *running around with two hand guns with Hungary while in full metal armor*