I know the narrative was getting crowded.
I'm just not sure I can keep up with the dialogue.
Everyone wanted to get a word in.
But sitting at a table surrounded by willing whores, was Stan and Kumar.
So they had been radicalized.
These little karaoke precincts double up as whore houses.
Buy the Bintangs, tip the whores and sing a few songs before doing the dirty deed in one of the grimy back rooms that even a fan can't cool down.
'What you see is what you get,' said Vanya. He was no stranger to the seedy side of life. In fact, he seemed to thrive on it.
'And as to you,' he continued, taking a seat next to Stan and Kumar, 'number one rule in terrorism, don't visit cat houses.'
'Why,' asked Stan, who seemed offended. Kumar gave a clueless look. The table had about ten empty bottles of Bintang on it and it was obvious the working girls were aiming for a big booze bill before taking the two limp dicks out the back to fleece them some more.
I'm just not sure I can keep up with the dialogue.
Everyone wanted to get a word in.
But sitting at a table surrounded by willing whores, was Stan and Kumar.
So they had been radicalized.
These little karaoke precincts double up as whore houses.
Buy the Bintangs, tip the whores and sing a few songs before doing the dirty deed in one of the grimy back rooms that even a fan can't cool down.
'What you see is what you get,' said Vanya. He was no stranger to the seedy side of life. In fact, he seemed to thrive on it.
'And as to you,' he continued, taking a seat next to Stan and Kumar, 'number one rule in terrorism, don't visit cat houses.'
'Why,' asked Stan, who seemed offended. Kumar gave a clueless look. The table had about ten empty bottles of Bintang on it and it was obvious the working girls were aiming for a big booze bill before taking the two limp dicks out the back to fleece them some more.
