Written by Modo:

Russian Romance: She doesn’t love me. I will die a painful death, I will know.
Polish romance: She doesn’t love me. Not fate, so we will live.
German Romance: She doesn’t love me. Fuck, she doesn’t love me! He doesn’t like it, and it’s all there.
Spanish romance: She doesn’t love me, but she loves Jorge. No, she wants to, but Jorge is not a resident.
Irish feast: I had a friend, he was not loved by the girls in his hometown of Connaught. So he sailed to the mainland and travelled all over France. Bring me another beer.