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Discussion in 'Religion & Politics' started by uberfukken, Oct 3, 2013.
Finns fought with nazis against the Soviet Union so with us it can't be that.
Oy! I'm European and...
IDC about the Jews,but Chevy Chase and Steve Martin are fucking comedic geniuses.Fuck you.
So what is EDF's funniest ethnicity?
And isn't the @Massgrav french-canadian? bc he definitely posts like one.
Nationality you mean.
And it's we Americans
I found something European that is unintentionally funny
Also the frenchfags: http://danslabeute.tumblr.com/
>not taking this accusation seriously at all
Neither Europe nor America are nations. And if you mean unintentionally funny I believe you're correct.
Yes,America is a nation. wtf man
Anyways...now srly, this thread is retarded and troll bait of the lamest kind, and u should feel ashamed
Kind of, but not exactly.....America is a geographic location really
Worst thread ever.
Hohoho, nononononono. Fuck Youuuuuuu....
I summon upon thee ... the spirit of Louis De Funès!
if you wanna find the joke in europe just look at the EU
My favorite part of this thread is how Europeans parade famous comedians instead of trying to make a joke themselves.
Jokes making jokes would be inappropriate.
Sorry, dude, i can't force it. I might shit myself in the process..
>inb4 2017 makes this wrong
Gotta admit, knowing that your prime minister is named Muhammed Al-Shakbir Jabar would be pretty funny.
I thought the argument for leaving Europe is that that wouldn't happen. idk though
remember to use bing if the reference is obscure porn
When you say Europeans arent funny and they line up to prove you right
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