Disclaimer: I own these guys. ME. Mwahah. If anyone cared about them enough to borrow, hey have fun. Disclaimers are fun though. No offense at anyone except the French who are, of course, French and deserve it. Mimes, you bastards, MIMES.

"Thing is, we live in an anarchist world."

Neil looked up from his shot. "Jack, pay attention. We were talking about how my cat ralphed in my sneakers today. Do stay with the class."

Jack shrugged and rubbed more chalk onto his cue. "It just occured to me, so you all have to listen. We are...anarchists. Just by existing. The entire world is, if you look at it from the right perspective."

Alec grinned and opened another bottle of beer. "Here you go. Drink some and maybe you'll start to make sense."

"Naw, we should be the one's drinking if we want to know what he's going on about."

"Screw off. Anyway. Picture the countries as people. And then...you shall realize we are anarchy," Jack took a gulp and continued. "What about laws, you ask me? Why! The laws are each 'person's' personal responsibility, as part of the nature of the beast itself. Therefore, anarchy. The countries exist seperate from actual law, excepting how they govern themselves."

"Why do you never go on like this when you have a paper due?" asked Neil. "Your turn, by the way."

"Because I am an arteest. Each of these anarchist nations have personalities, too. Canada is a timid librarian type who had a bad youth but is trying to atone by being the quietest little thing she possibly can. England? Bitter old school marm who probably believed in segregation in her day."

"What about dear old America?" said Alec.

"Why, it's that kid who was in all our classes, the one who was too big to play properly, because he never understood that it hurt other kids when it went too far. And now he's older and still hasn't learned. But he's got his religion by his side to act as guidance and I guess there you go. Are we playing by rules?" Jack asked, looking at where the balls had scattered.

Neil looked at the table. "Not anymore."

"Oh, that's good then."

"Funny that. America's always a man. Whereas Canada may have a bit of gender uncertainty but England's always going to be a old woman, no matter what she does," Alec said.

"I dunno. America might be a bull dyke. What about Lady Liberty?" said Neil.

"That's when America's getting a bit of an urge for good old France, I'd say." Jack took another shot. "Damn. Not a single one. I weep. Have at it, Alec."

"Is France a man or a woman?"

"A gay transvestite, I'd say."

"Oh that wacky France."

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