So, this one time, I was in a game where Germany was a right expensive-ass prostitute. I moved my fleet into Kiel and I was like, "Hey, baby, mind sending me some lovin' from Munich?" And she was like, "No way, you perv, Munich is going to try to penetrate Tyrolia in the hopes of riling up either Italy or Austria enough to get them to pay me the real big ones. Your puny Londoner fleet doesn't scare me!" And I was like, "Yeah, well, maybe you'd whistle a different tune if me and France double teamed you! C'mon Paris, let's take Munich to town." So then Russia, who was this really fat bearded man sitting alone in the shadows in the corner of the room, pulled up his pants and fastened his belt and waddled over to us and proclaimed that his "Juggernaut" was going to ram us all where the sun don't shine. Turkey videotaped while he had his way with the entire continent of Europe.
That is diplomacy.