Feb 14, 2010 23:52
ENGLAND! MA CHERI!
I cannot hold it back any longer, I must proclaim my undying love. It was only a matter of time, no? For it is not possible to resist those wondrous eyebrows of yours. They would drive anyone wild.~
But, oh! How they do taunt me so! With one such as I, wishing to be with you, you who has taken my heart. So sudden it was, that I could not have prepared myself for this longing I feel.
Enlgand! Oh sweet, sweet England! I must stroke that finely shaped specimen on your face, or perhaps touch your lips to mine, how wonderful that would feel, how wonderful that would be! But oh! Tragedy has struck, as I seem to have fallen from your graces.
Oh magnificent, angelic Enlgand, would you please forgive the past, and take me as your valentine?
[No, he didn't eat a call me (He ate a be mine). But he's just France, and thought that announcing this to England over the phones would be the best idea ever.]