We are a failed nation.
We are doomed.
We are gloomed.
We are a third world country.
Exactly. It makes me sad.
Que the sad music.
There is no joy.
We will never get another crack at it.
Please buy cutoffs of my suit.
What are we gonna do? We are a sad nation.
I take the time to cut them out myself. I secretly sign 3 of them.