England: *in that police suit* WHO DAT? WHO DAT? 

I-G-G-Y

DAT DUDETTE? DUDETTE?

I-G-G-Y!!!!

America: :D woah dude

England: Pardon me, sir, I'm not high!

Antarctica: Then why are you dressed in a police outfit and Bringing sexy back? (lol remember last chapter?)

England: *points fingers like a gun* Bang.

Antarctica: O///O GODDAMMIT *smacks England*

England: If writer-chan was born In me... WHY WOULD YOU SLAP YOUR MOTHER?! (YUS IM BORN IN ENGLAND IGGY TAKE ME HOOOOME) WRITER CHAN WHY?!

Writer: BUT I LIVE IN CANADA!!! WOOOOOO! CANADIAN!

Canada: :D WOOO

England: *points fingers like a gun again* Bang bang.

America: BANG BANG INTO THE ROOM!

I KNOW YOU WANT IT 

BANG BANG--

Switzerland: *literally shoots gun* =_= SHUT IT

England: *lol acting all hot and shit* Hey, it's 10:00 PM, When are you gonna be in my bed tonigh--

Antarctica: G-G-GENERAL WINTER!!!! SAVE ME!!! O////O

Russia: *Dark aura and Brings a bloody MAGIC METAL PIPE OF PAIN* Privet, England. Let's not try to hit on my little sunflower, da? Because, I think thr Magic Metal Pipe of Pain would like a word with you!

England: *screams and runs away*

America: Wow, russia.. That's a kewl pipe.

Russia: I know, da?