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Once again, bad language, and I've once again added context clues

Voice actors responsible for the goofs and gags:
Germany: Patrick Seitz
America: Eric Vale
Holy Roman Empire: Chris Cason
France: J. Michael Tatum
Hungary: Luci Christian
Rome: Christopher R. Sabat
Switzerland: John Burgmeier
Narrator: Jamie Marchi
Austria: Chuck Huber
Japan: Christopher Bevins

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[Context: Romano slips on a banana peel]

Romano: Hp! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Germany: Huh?
Romano: Oof!

Germany: You fell! I laugh. Ahaha.

Italy: I know you're still not—

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[Context: Germany freaks out as Romano hold a live grenade in his mouth]

Romano: Prepare to meet your boring god in your boring German heaven!

Germany: Nn! Hey, what the heck was that? It felt as though you just tried to throw a…--DUAAAAAAAH!!

Romano: (satisfied muffled laugh)
Germany: You’ve got it…. Guaiayaiyairuraruraugh! Hyayayayayrauuugh!

Italy: Hetalia!

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(Context: Ahahahahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Your grandma sounds hot!)

America: Ahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahaa ohhh fuck.

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[Context: Holy Rome has a huge delay on his delivery]

Chibitalia: Meow!

HRE: Ah…! ………….Italy, what are you trying to do-a back there—I fucked up (lol)!

Chibitalia: Meow! Pretending I’m a kitty!

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[Context: Either France nearly forgets to say Hetalia, or Lithuania forgot it was gonna be there]

France: Hetalia!
…..Hetalia! Ahahahaha, I was like "Oh yeah! Hetalia!" Hahahaha!

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[Context: While saying his line, France's voice gets stuck, and he delivers the rest of it deadpan]

America: What’s wrong with the jerky limey’s face?

France: Hey! You be nice! (voice clog) He is sick! (flat tone) He has a terrible cold. Hahaha, sorry!

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[Context: France is whistling frere jaques]

France: (whistling)—Don't laugh! You're making me laugh, god dammit!

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[Context: I mean technically, it IS France, but even if he is a douchenozzle, he’s still a person.]

Hungary: I mean technically, it IS France, but even if he is J. Michael Tatum, he’s still a person.

France: (whistle)—PFFFFT HAAAhaha!
(France: Quelle surprise!)

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[Context: I saw this-a crazy hot lady the other day. So I started-a chatting her up and impressed her by getting-a totally wasted! It works every time! Man, those drinks were craaazy good! I had the sex, which is the important-a thing. Anyway, after that I won an overwhelming victory in a battle!]

Rome: I saw this-a wickedly hot-a lady the other day. And I start-a chatting her up and I pressed her with the by-a….. alalalalalalushimbdada. Um… (deep breath) I had-a the sex, which is the important-a thing. Anyway, after that I an owoooblbbhblbhlblh dubaa dubuu dubaa dubaa hoo?

Germania: Hey.

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[Context: Germany's line takes too long, and he finishes right as the jump cut begins]

Germany: However, once again I was unable to figure him out. By the way, I’ve been doing this for 28 days straight, now.
Germany: Hetalia!
Germany: I went too long. I milked it!

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[Context: France needs to fit in a long line in a short amount of time]

France: …economy can bite my derrière!
(England: Aahahahahaha! Hahahahaha…!)
France: Rrrgh! It’s bad enough I have jerk Britain laughing at me all the time without suffering these animated little insert thingies… haaah! Ok, yes! I can make that fit now, yaaay! Ok.

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[Context: Even so, I wouldn’t trade those centuries of hardship ‘cause they made me the man I am today!]

Switzerland: Even so, I wouldn’t trade those centuries of hardship be-….zzzeeushemshombanshom.

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[Context: America taught me how to print slash steal with computers!]

France: But of course! America taught me how to print slash stealaaab fuck you.
(Switzerland: Pffft.)
France: And we own the police force so we'll never get caught!

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[Context: Stop that. Stereotypes are for brainless dummkopfs. Then Italy shows up and Germany turns to look at him]

Germany: Stop that. Stereotypes are for blainess blub blubdomdurnkh.

Italy: (shows up)

Germany: Hrrr, HRR?

Italy: …..'cause Godzilla's coming!

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[Context: In 1740, Maria Theresa was inaugurated as the Archduchess of Austria and Queen of Hungary.]

Narrator: In 1740, Maria Theresa was inaugurated as the Archduchess of Austria, a-and… ahhhh faiiiiii(sweet vibrato)iiiiil-ah!

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[Context: We’ll gather soldiers and go take it back immediately!]

Austria: My manly tract of land has been occupied by that demon douche, Prussia! We'll gather chou da.. da gde gackle gackle!

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[Context: If you try to take my piano, I will scratch out your eyes!)

Austrian Government Dude That Looks Like a Disney Dad: I refuse to live without the camaraderie of the choir!

Very Threatened Austrian Government Dude: If you take up my… oh poo. Sorry.

Austrian Government Dude Who’s Sick of it All: Damn straight. Und Haydn comes with, or I quit.

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[Context: Holy Rome's voice starts cracking mid-line]

HRE: (voice crack) You should be able to (voice crack) find it in the storage bin over there. I fucked up. My voice I'm going through puberty, baby!

Chibitalia: Ahaha~!

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[Context: Dirty France still hadn't given up. He actually fought Spain over Italy no less than four times.]

Narrator: Dirty France still hadn't given up. He actually did Spain in the ass no less than four times.
(France: Oui! Oui! Oh honhonhonhonhonhon…)

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[Context: How could eggs go up 60 yen, they are one of the most best values!]

Japan: Nnn…

Thought Bubble Japan: How could eggs go up 60 yen, they are the oh—FUCK!

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[Context: Nice! I have good news, then. There's a poster just like that at my place.]

Japan: Nice! I have some good news, then. There's a poster just like that at—pffffhahaha!

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[Context:
Japan: Who goes there?! Thieves will receive no mercy!
America: Hold on, it's just me! Dude, I'm America!
Japan: Ah… are you serious? You look so old and disgusting!
America: No, I'm just dressed like this to look like Santa Claus, Broseph!]

America: Euuaaaah!

Japan: Now, who are you?! Thieves will receive no—…FUCK!

America: Hold on! It's just me! Wait, hold on.

(America: It's just me.)
Japan: Ah… are you serious? You look so old and disgusting!

America: No, I'm just dressed like Santa Claus, no that's wrong!
Japan: Wow, white people don't age very well at all, do they.

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[Context: France watches as Switzerland shoots at Italy for being on his lawn]

France: Ah… ahhhh… someone got the farmer's daughter pregnant again!
(Switzerland: You are not (?), I will kill you, I swear it! I will kill you until you are dead!)
(Italy: Uwaaaaaaa!)

Italy: I'm sorry, I'm sorryyy!!!

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[Context: Did you know Switzerland used to shoot down any airplanes that flew into their airspace whether Allies or Axis?]

Narrator: Did you know that Switzerland used to shoot down any pla- air… plah see? I already FAILED!

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[Context: Dude! A partay! I'm having a Christmas one at my place!]

America: Dude! A partay! Oh, fuck.

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[Context: I have some sweet pictures of it with me if you wanna see 'em!]

America: We had a massive tree and some cake! I have some sweet pictures of it with me if you wanwoopie gooooooohhhh…

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[Context: Around that time, Britain took a long while to warm up to people.]

Narrator: Around that time, Britain….. fudge a duck.

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[Context: He didn't think that Britain would be friends with him for the same reason that Britain didn't think Japan would be friends with him!]

Narrator: Anyway, he was looking for a new friend. Well get this! He didn't think Britain would be friends with him for the same reason that Britain didn't think—ahahaha, abskdftda habelugah.

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[Context: He tried to find friends, but flowers make Germans constipated.]

Narrator: Because he was genetically predisposed to being kind of a twat, Britain was almost always alone. He tried to frighten—fahahahaha, he's not frightening his friends! Haha! Ok, sorry.

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[Context: Bosses suck, which is the reason I decided to come here and talk to you myself. What I really want more than anything is to form a permanent alliance with you.]

Japan: Bosses suck, which is why I decided to come here and talk to you myself. I need to breathe before I do that line, because I am running out.

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[Context: Japan's boss' visit to Russia made Britain nervous, but he gets nervous clipping his nails.]

Narrator: Japan's boss'ssafssdedeptuaah fsshha fshha shhaaa!

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[Context: So Britain totally made things crappy for France by screwing things up with Russia so that France would be all alone.]

Narrator: Really, France? It's Britain; you thought he'd suddenly forget centuries of bloodshed? So Britain totally made things crappy for France by throwing—…hahahaha, throwing things up. By vomiting all over Russia! Ahahahaha!

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[Context: Third person singular transitive verbs are like Chinese to me!]

Japan: Are these right? Third person singular transitive verbs are like Chi—fuck!

England: So close!

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[Context: Germany comes in to annex Austria but he misses the timing beeps]

Germany: Now we can do th—IIIII missed the beeps, I missed the.. beeps I missed the beeps, I, I missed the beeps, beep beep beep beep.

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[Context: It's no big deal. I shall apply my creative genius to hors d'oeuvres insert (French sounding noises here).]

Austria: It's no big deal. I shall apply my creative genius to hors d'oeurves shompontàfrie chomchom.

Germany: Fine, whatever floats your boats.

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[Context: Ok until the cake is finished baking I might as well see what Italy is doing right now.]

Austria: Hohh. That's done. Ok until the cake is finished baking I mi-hehahahahaha.

Germany: Hold on just a minute. I might have some extra cupcakes.
(Austria: Hahahahahahahahahaha…haaaaahhhhhhhh…)

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[Context: Civil wars have a tendency to bankrupt countries]

Narrator: Civil wars have a tendency to break—bublahbudaabu chikabahhh. Chicka bow wow! Ohh! WW deuce.

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[Context: Japan is supposed to say his line "Oh, it seems like forever… I am not certain I'll be able to remember." but he skips to the line after Italy's response]

Japan: Getting old that's not the line yet, it's the other one right after forever. That's what I get for trying to look!

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[Context: The children discuss the worst words they know, note that the names and distribution may not be correct]

Children: Chibitalia!

Brianna: My name is Brianna and this is the worst word I know—stupid!

Children: Haha!

Marylyn: Oh I don't wanna say it, to say a bad word.

Someone: (whispers something)

Marylyn: My name is Marylyn and this is the worst word I know—cupcake!

Children: (laughing)

Marylyn: I don't wanna say it!

Austin: My name is Austin and this is the worst word I know….. cookies!

Children: (laughing)

Abby: My name's Abby and this is the worst word I know—suck!

Marylyn: Suckerrrr! Suckerrr!

Children: (laughing)

Austin: Sucker sucker sucker sucker! Suuuuckerrr! Sucker!

?: Go, your turn!

Marylyn: My name is Marylyn and this is the worst word I know—BUTT!

Children: (Laughing)

Austin: My name's Austin and this is the worst word I know—shit.

Brianna: Say whaaat?

Austin: I coulda said a worse word.

Marylyn: What is the worstest word?
(Brianna: Huh??)

Austin: Ass!