Mandy and Candy were conjoined twins.
'We never do anything alone,' said Mandy.
Candy gave a sweet smile in recognition.
They were born and bred Indonesians, with a strong strain of Dutch DNA in them.
'How the fuck do you know that,' asked Max.
'Just look at their big fucking bazookas,' I said, adding,' and look at the Thai DNA pool, total flat chested.'
This biology lesson was about to be brought forward, I was hoping.
Mandy had blonde hair while Candy had pink hair.
They were showgirls, after all, working the karaoke circuit in Jakarta and making guest appearances on the variety TV shows.
'We never do anything alone,' said Mandy.
Candy gave a sweet smile in recognition.
They were born and bred Indonesians, with a strong strain of Dutch DNA in them.
'How the fuck do you know that,' asked Max.
'Just look at their big fucking bazookas,' I said, adding,' and look at the Thai DNA pool, total flat chested.'
This biology lesson was about to be brought forward, I was hoping.
Mandy had blonde hair while Candy had pink hair.
They were showgirls, after all, working the karaoke circuit in Jakarta and making guest appearances on the variety TV shows.
