I’m Turkey…stop looking at me like that.

Hopefully I’m not the U.S.

“I’m the U.S. Give me a second chair so I can sit down and tell you how hard my life is. Also: can I come over and tell you how you’re wrong?”

I’m Slovakia and I think I love you.

“I’m the United States.” “No, I’M the United States!” “You’re not the real United States!” “Yuh-huh!” “Nuh-uh!”

For your name, you win 1 (one) Imaginary Medal of Awesomeness! That makes it two of them I have given out in my entire life.

I’m Macedonia. Discover me.

omg. Hungary. so much win.

For a spell I thought this strip would end in some cheap titty ca-ca related joke. Oh how I love to be wrong at times.

I’m Communism!

I’m Turkey I taste good on a sandwich.

I like imagining this is just what the group of them do every weekend or something, get together and dress up as countries.

i’m greece and you’re the one that i want, you’re the one that i want…ooh, ooh, ooh. oh those summer nights.

I’m running… wait… wrong joke.

I’m the United Kingdom. My, look at all these countries that I used to own.