John: *comes to America*
John: *moves to California*
John: *builds a fort*
America: ...What the hell?
John: Hi!
America: Hey, is this yours?
John: Ja.
America: Okay, he's German, great. Who told you you could build a fucking fort in the middle of the god damn street?
John: No one.
America: Then why is there a fort in the middle of the god damn street?!
John: Because I built it.
America: Listen, smartass, you better tear this down before I ship you back home!
John: Nein.
America: I-
John: I WAS BORN IN THIS FORT AND I'M GONNA DIE IN THIS FORT!!
America: I seriously doubt you were born in this fort, you just built it.. I mean, how old are you?
John: Thirty-One.
America: ...Just move the God damn fort!
John: Ja.
But he didn't move it, it's still there today.
