I'm, like, never opening my door again unless I know it's safe. So, like, if you're not Russia knock with that, like, secret knock. The one that's like da-da-da-da-da da-da. But, like, Russia won't know the secret knock so it'll totally keep him out.
Now that that's all taken care of, I, like, totally got a present from Germany, and...
[Ruffle ruffle opening the box. What's this? It's full of
porn?!
Cue the sound (or sight, if you're suddenly in proximity of seeing Poland idk maybe through the window) of the box being dropped. Too bad the pages open with them.]
Oh. My. God. WHAT IS THIS?