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Person's taking active part in the hostilities are permitted an indefinate tea break, whereupon both sides partaking in hostilities are to cease and have a small meal
a) DECLARES that the meal will consist of, at minimum: cheese sandwiches; Victoria sponge; Battenburg; Biscuits; Swiss Roll; scones; muffins; and a choice of tea or coffee
b) MANDATES the following:
i) Sandwiches must be cut into a right handed traingular shape, with liberal amounts of butter or margarine, with at least a palatable amount of filling. If cheese is to be the filling, only chedder or Red Leicester is acceptable.
ii) Tea must be provided with the option of both milk, sugar and a slice of lemon
iii) The Victoria sponge must be moist and not dry, and contain strawberry jam and be dusted with icing sugar
iv) The battenburg must be sliced into half inch slices, and must have sides of no less that two inches. The corners must not seperate during slicing
v) Scones must be served with the option of cream and strawberry jam, and a choice of whether to have scones with currents in or not.
vi) Muffins must be of the blueberry or chocolate chip variety
vii) Biscuits must include bourbons, custard creams, ginger nuts, and hob-nobs.
c) REITERATES that the serving of Fig Newton biscuits, Egg sandwiches, and Pork Pies not of the Melton Mowbury variety violates resolutions pertaining to the use of chemical, biological and nuclear weapons in war
d) AFFIRMS that Nations are free to have a more extensive buffet, but they must have at least the minimum as stated in section a) and not violating section c)

No comments, just laughter.

Not withstanding the few grammatical errors I have one serious question about this...

What if you don't like cheese?

Lovesterelian people are not fan of cheese either, we prefer chocolate and candies

Is it possible to add them in the list please,

Comments, anyone?

OOC: I would love to see AMF roleplay the implementation of this.:D

And where in hell's the booze?!?

OOC: I would love to see AMF roleplay the implementation of this.:D


what is AMF?

Australian Mudwrestling Flamingos

Australian Mudwrestling Flamingos

i was thinking "Adios Motherfucker"

Adios Motherfucker (AMF) is a cocktail, composed of:

* Equal parts of:
o Vodka
o Rum
o Tequila
o Gin
o Blue Curaçao
* And fill-up with:
o Sour mix
o 7-up

from wikipedia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adios_Motherfucker

or the Amur Military Flotilla

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amur_Military_Flotilla
:D

Isn't AMF the UN Ambassador that keeps writting proposals to support the CHEESE INDUSTRY?

For those of y'all who don't know yet, AMF is an acronym that stands for Automagfreek (http://www.nationstates.net/cgi-bin/index.cgi/-1/page=display_nation/nation=automagfreek).

Mine was funnier. ;)

Compadria has great reservations about this resolution, the principal ones being:

a) DECLARES that the meal will consist of, at minimum: cheese sandwiches; Victoria sponge; Battenburg; Biscuits; Swiss Roll; scones; muffins; and a choice of tea or coffee

What kind of muffins would be provided, english or american and more importantly, would jam and butter be provided as part of the deal?

i) Sandwiches must be cut into a right handed traingular shape, with liberal amounts of butter or margarine, with at least a palatable amount of filling. If cheese is to be the filling, only chedder or Red Leicester is acceptable.

May I ask why Branston Pickle is not included. This is absolutely appalling, I cannot imagine any self-respecting Compadrian having cheese sandwiches without an accompaniement of Branston Pickle. For goodness sake!

c) REITERATES that the serving of Fig Newton biscuits, Egg sandwiches, and Pork Pies not of the Melton Mowbury variety violates resolutions pertaining to the use of chemical, biological and nuclear weapons in war.

I think you'll find Fig Newtons are permitted, though, tragically, Mr Kiplings Iced Fancies aren't (the philistines!).

May the blessings of our otters be upon you.

Leonard Otterby
Ambassador for the Republic of Compadria to the U.N.

These are only the minimums. You are free to extend the buffet.

And most Cobdenia's would hate for Branston Pickle to be included, since the Great War when 1500 tons of Branston pickle was dropped on Port Sir Richard by very stupid Creshar Air Marshalls.

I Cobdenian eating Branston would be as common as a straight man in an Enya concert...

Dear god yes, my grandfather observed that battle incidentally:

"Such a tragic waste of good pickle." (That was what he always said anyway).

May the blessings of our otters be upon you.

Leonard Otterby
Ambassador for the Republic of Compadria to the U.N.

Isn't AMF the UN Ambassador that keeps writting proposals to support the CHEESE INDUSTRY?
No, I think it's somebody else.

what is AMF?

'Tis me, Automagfreek.

'Tis me, Automagfreek.

Speak of the Devil...:)

'Tis me, Automagfreek.


You are the devil, personnaly?

nice to meet you, please may you secure me a place in hell, thanks:p

You are the devil, personnaly?

nice to meet you, please may you secure me a place in hell, thanks:p


If you frequent I.I. you'll know that I pretty much am the Devil.

If you frequent I.I. you'll know that I pretty much am the Devil.

Aw, come on. You ain't the Devil, you just play one on the forums.;)

Illegal on the basis that Fig Newtons kick ass.

Following speeches made at a ministry of defence, where the Cobdenian Army pointed out how great war is, the idea has been shelved.

Excerpts as followed:

OPENING SPEECH FROM FIELD MARSHALL BRIAN 'POINTY' BLATHERSTOCK
"As you probably know, war is not a polite occupation. Bullets can injure you, bombs can squish you, tanks can run over you, and you can lose your cufflinks at very embarassing moments. War is a clash between those who are in the right, those who are in the wrong, and those with the most money. It's about right thinking men, taking up arms against an oppressor and killing them. Despite what your prep-school headmaster might have told you, war's about death, not trout fishing.

Some of you may be thinking that old soldiers like myself, glorify armed combat, To that I say, piffle. We've got the wheel, space travel, aspirin and Pot Noodles, all very wonderful inventions in their own peculiar ways, but what mankind will really be remembered for, os scrapping. Ever since one caveman bounced a rock off the cranium of his neighbour, we've been clubbing, stabbing, gutting, crushing, shooting, poisening and bombing each other. So what I've got to say to you is this. Forget about staying neutral, don't try and pretend that war sickens you, ignore those who tell you to turn the other cheek. You, a member of the human race were put on this earth to fight for your land, your honour and your cufflinks. So, up and at 'em lads. Last one into no-mans land is a big girls blouse."

SECONDARY SPEECH FROM SHERINGHAM 'BIFFER' SMITH, FORMER S.A.S. OPERATIVE
"Being in charge of soldiers isn't much fun. The safety of the battalion is in your hands and above all else, you've got to make sure you're squad returns from combat with as few cuts, bruises and fatalities as possible. The upper echelons of the military would have you believe that death is a glorious business. In truth, there's nothing glorious about writhing around in the dirt as your mangled body gasps it's last. So, if you've got one ounce of common sense, you'll do what I did. Take your finely honed skills, leave the army, and sell your expertise to the highest bidder. It's three years now since I left, and thanks to three crackpot dictators, I've got a discrete Swiss bank account, a beach house in California and a string of actress girlfriends. The choice is simple, death and glory in the army or obscene amounts of money as a hired gun. If anyone wants to speek to me after this ceremony, I'll be in the bar."

THIRD SPEECH FROM THE VERY REVEREND MARTY 'BUNGLE' HODGSON
"God doesn't mind you killing people, as long as it's for a good cause. Thank you."

FINAL SPEECH FROM COLONEL MARION 'UP-HILL' THOMAS, COMMANDER IN CHIEF
"Well, gentlemen, you've served this fine country of ours to the best of your ability. I'm sure that you're all itching to get back into combat and will be re-enlisting after this ceremony. I'm pleased to tell you that your next tour of duty will be in the Arctic, where we'll be part of a UN peace keeping force based at Ice Station Permafrost. Our mission there will to be to patrol the beautiful, barren wilderness on the look out for invading forces, whaling ships, mining platforms and lost polar explorers. I look forward to seeing you all back here in two days time, ready for departure."

WHISPERED-UNDER-THE-BREATH SPEECH FROM SERGEANT MAJOR JOOLS
"Anyone see which way that S.A.S. geezer went?"

OOC: I would love to see AMF roleplay the implementation of this.:D

(Initiate Tekanian Dream Sequence...)

Deep in space, the massive fleets begin their approach.... Huge BattleStars lined against an array of StarDestroyers....

Suddenly a communication goes out from the lead Tekanian vessel, TRSS Kali...

"Pardon us, but our clocks indicate it is tea time..."

"Oh, dear... Well, better stand down... Hey, we're out of scones, you chaps have any?"

"Oh yes, always carry extra in cases like this..."

"Well, that is jolly good... Why did we start this war anyway?"

"Oh, you remember, it was during that previous mission where you asked for some creme, and we were out..."

"Oh yeah.... You guys carrying any extra this time?"

"Yes... you need some still?"

"Oh yes, if you would, please..."

"It'll be right over..."

(Dream sequence ends...)