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How was your first encounter with Americans /pol/? For me it went like this:
It was a beautiful winter day, i was coming home from work. As i was walking to bus stop i saw a group of tourists with US flags on their jackets, i thought "hey it's Americans".Then something terrible happened, the tourists turned and i saw their faces, they were shit brown with negroid, asian, jew, italian and everything mixed in together into some kinda Lovecraftian fat monster creatures. I started to walk away fast, but then one lardass yelled "hey, you European!". As he rolled towards me with his scooter, wet fart was dripping down from his pants. He came and asked me "can you tell me where the closest KFC is?" I said "we don't have a KFC". He said "well that's a darn shame", i said "s-so you a-are tourists?", he said "we are from 'Merica, but back in the motherland baby! Hahaha, well as long as my Jewish boss let's me *shart*. Well it was nice seeing you fellow European, see ya. Oh, and it's okay to be white" and he rolled into the sunset.
