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>Brits
Horrible people. A cuckolded, spineless nation that no longer exists as anything resembling Britain. A nation where not one person alive can pronounce English phonemes. A nation of vapid midwits up their own asses about how sharp-tongued and quick-witted and classy they are while being twenty to thirty times more boorish, more niggerific, more sophomorically hedonistic and stupid and shallow than anything currently featured on American broadcast television, only dressed-up in a deceitful and smug veneer of sophistication and wit. A disgrace on the world stage.
>France
Genuinely more intelligent and refined than the British in the most abrasive and self-absorbed way possible. The autistic, insufferable "gifted" child at the table with ridiculous demands of everyone else concerning how they interact with him and zero self-awareness beyond masturbatory self-adoration. The Tim Burton film of Europe, in that France is so insistently French that it is no longer recognizable as being a thing. Mean-spirited, scowling, passive-aggressive douchebags with the scent of turpentine on their breath. And that's where it's actually French instead of a North African colony within France. Pedantic to a fault and generally unpleasant. Also, their language is ugly on a purely aesthetic level.
>Germans
Goofy, scatologically-obsessed, khaki-cargo-shorts-and-white-socks-with-sandals-wearing, asperger's-having, overly-eager, squawky, pasty-knee'd, slackjawed, beer-gutted, slightly-chubby Sheldon Coopers. If France stayed out of special ed because his social skills were insufferable but not nonexistent, Germany's brand of autism is unironic, straight-up, classic train/railroad sperg. The loud, eager, squawky kind that needs you to hear about the essay they just wrote on bugs. Also strangely inclined to a very particular kind of kale-munching, judgemental, granola-crunching, nature-hiking German vegetarianism that seems insistent on equating blandness with virtuousity.
>Spain
Moors.
