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Entry tags:
- all these posts are so manly,
- even hungarian shopping is manly,
- it's my musebox i tagspam what i like,
- nation meeting must be the most useless,
- nation meetings = boss vacations,
- okay now for some other tags,
- paprike flavoured chips are really great,
- true hungarians eat paprika on paprika,
- work fast while the nations are away,
- you know you're ex-soviet when,
- ✖ status: open,
- ｃｈａ ✖ austria,
- ｃｈａ ✖ hungary,
- ｃｈａ ✖ turkey,
- ｅｒａ ✖ 2000+,
- ｓｅｒ ✖ axis powers hetalia,
- ｕｓｒ ✖ asure,
- ｕｓｒ ✖ edle-gestalt,
- ｕｓｒ ✖ huszar
the food on your plate now belongs to the state
The World Meeting is set over a few days, obstinately in order to give each major topic enough time to be discussed; actually because the nations are so prone to distraction that only by giving them the better part of a week will there be a chance that anything actually does get discussed. Today's meeting is over, Hungary is tired of hotel food, and so she's ventured out to an American market—sorry, supermarket. Wow. What would you even do with an aisle full of cereal? There are about eight brands of milk! Is there even a difference? Her plan of finding a snack is quickly falling by the wayside as she's getting more and more trapped in the world of I Guess They've Never Had Food Shortages, Ever. And wow, do they not stock Paprika flavour crisps anywhere?