I've come to grab you.
He's gone back to reception.
Two ladyboys are checking in.
They are the grotesque ladyboys that would be a barrel of fun after ten tall beers.
'...This old man came rolling home.'
I sat down at your table to grab you.
He bemoans the low occupancy rate.
Only 7 rooms full, not even one third.
He says the hotel has 35 rooms.
And he's come to grab me.
He did give me the password of the wifi.
I'm getting up to two-megabyte downloads.
I'm getting up to two-megabyte downloads.
Drop the price down from 45 to 40, then we can really talk.
I'll even pay a week up front but would prefer to pay day by day.
I'll even pay a week up front but would prefer to pay day by day.
Johnny is going to talk to his boss.
He's gone back to reception.
Two ladyboys are checking in.
They are the grotesque ladyboys that would be a barrel of fun after ten tall beers.
Johnny went for the big grope of the big ass.
The lady who works at the Malay stall didn't even see it.
I did.
'Knick-knack paddywhack, Give the dog a bone...'
'...This old man came rolling home.'
The least I could do was finish it off.
Johnny is a Dyak.
If I check into this dive of a hotel, the stories will just keep flowing.
He's already offered to take me to a Karaoke joint.
I know what that's going to mean. I pay for the drinks and whores for him.
I'm a few steps ahead on this con.
Takes one to know one,' says Johnny who really wants me to check in.
'I might even get a promotion,' he adds.
I'm sold already.
It's been raining all day. I'm feeling sluggish and I"m sick of that mouthy Iban receptionist at my hotel.
A change of wallpaper might just get those stories flowing again.