Twelve Days of Christmas - Day Eleven
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randomsushiHey hey, it's the eleventh day!
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Santa Finland gave to me, eleven ladies dancing.
Seychelles: You put your left leg in, your left leg out-
Vietnam: A step to the left, and then a jump to the right-
Hungary: Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena, Hey Macarena-
England: You do the hokey cokey and you turn around-
Liechtenstein: I really, really, really wanna zig-a-zig-a!
Ten Europeans.
Austria: Is that a tattoo?
Estonia: -And then he had to have it removed!
Latvia: Hee hee! Hee hee hee!
Lithuania: Poland! That snowball had a stone in it!
Poland: It came off the ground, duh, what d'you expect?!
Switzerland: Hmm. This snowman would be at least 20% cooler with a gun.
Nine naked nations!
The rest of the G8.
Russia: Oh crap, it's her. Hide me!
Japan: Hey, things could be worse. At least you have your clothes.
Canada: Thank you for that scarring mental image.
Germany: Yeah... thanks.
America: Ugh, all this complaining is making me hungry. What's a guy gotta do to get a burger round here?
Seven extra England's.
England: Urp, I don't feel so good.
England: Yarr harr harr, what's the matter, can't hold yer rum?
Six Chinese fireworks.
China: DUCK AND COVER!
Fiiiiiiive Olympic riiiiiiings!
Greece: Sorry, I'm thinking 'bout cats again.
Four Scandinavians.
Sweden: Come on, I think it's time I knew the truth. Is there any truth in those songs at all?!
Finland: Um... that depends entirely on the song and your interpretation of the lyrics and the amount of alcohol people leave out on Christmas Eve...
Denmark: IS THIS MUSIC TOO LOUD?
Iceland: Nope, I can hear them talking perfectly.
Three Bad Touch friends.
Spain: I don't know if I can do this.
France: Aww, come on, it's Christmas! There's mistletoe! The clothes have already gone! It couldn't be easier! Right, Prussia?
Prussia: HEY, HUNGARY, HOW'D YOU LIKE THE VIEW?!?
France: Prussia, she's gone.
Two Italian twins.
South Italy: There! And don't say I never do anything for you!
North Italy: Oooh, I look like you! We could almost be twins!
South Italy: ARRRRRRGH!
And Britannia Angel on a tree.
Britannia: Alone, in splendid isolation. Out of reach of France. And flying objects.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Santa Finland gave to me, eleven ladies dancing.
Seychelles: You put your left leg in, your left leg out-
Vietnam: A step to the left, and then a jump to the right-
Hungary: Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena, Hey Macarena-
England: You do the hokey cokey and you turn around-
Liechtenstein: I really, really, really wanna zig-a-zig-a!
Ten Europeans.
Austria: Is that a tattoo?
Estonia: -And then he had to have it removed!
Latvia: Hee hee! Hee hee hee!
Lithuania: Poland! That snowball had a stone in it!
Poland: It came off the ground, duh, what d'you expect?!
Switzerland: Hmm. This snowman would be at least 20% cooler with a gun.
Nine naked nations!
The rest of the G8.
Russia: Oh crap, it's her. Hide me!
Japan: Hey, things could be worse. At least you have your clothes.
Canada: Thank you for that scarring mental image.
Germany: Yeah... thanks.
America: Ugh, all this complaining is making me hungry. What's a guy gotta do to get a burger round here?
Seven extra England's.
England: Urp, I don't feel so good.
England: Yarr harr harr, what's the matter, can't hold yer rum?
Six Chinese fireworks.
China: DUCK AND COVER!
Fiiiiiiive Olympic riiiiiiings!
Greece: Sorry, I'm thinking 'bout cats again.
Four Scandinavians.
Sweden: Come on, I think it's time I knew the truth. Is there any truth in those songs at all?!
Finland: Um... that depends entirely on the song and your interpretation of the lyrics and the amount of alcohol people leave out on Christmas Eve...
Denmark: IS THIS MUSIC TOO LOUD?
Iceland: Nope, I can hear them talking perfectly.
Three Bad Touch friends.
Spain: I don't know if I can do this.
France: Aww, come on, it's Christmas! There's mistletoe! The clothes have already gone! It couldn't be easier! Right, Prussia?
Prussia: HEY, HUNGARY, HOW'D YOU LIKE THE VIEW?!?
France: Prussia, she's gone.
Two Italian twins.
South Italy: There! And don't say I never do anything for you!
North Italy: Oooh, I look like you! We could almost be twins!
South Italy: ARRRRRRGH!
And Britannia Angel on a tree.
Britannia: Alone, in splendid isolation. Out of reach of France. And flying objects.
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