One very calm afternoon.
AMERICA: Whoa, dude, pass that pizza over here. I'm going to starve.
BRITAIN: (pops out of nowhere) Heigh-ho, broth'r, passeth that 'zza ov'r hither, lest I waste away.
AMERICA: Gosh bro, shut up man no one says that anymore. You're such a loser.
BRITAIN: (squints) Yo broth'r! Husht sir, no one sayeth that anymore. Thou art lame.
AMERICA: (flips table)
BRITAIN: (flips table with pinkie raised)
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