We were government.
WE COULD TRAVEL.
THE JOKE WAS ON EVERYONE ELSE.
STOP. COVID IS A JOKE.
The Diplomatic corps were delighted.
'They are a fucking disgrace,' said Rosa.
We were outside Wireless Road in Bangkok.
We traveled on a government chartered plane from Darwin.
It was an Australian military plane that refueled in Butterworth.
'Another fucking disgrace,' said Rosa who thought it was time to reiture their pee shooters.
The whores were outside the gates of the US Embassy.
Max needed to see us.
'Mister, mister, only $100 dollars for short time.'
Boy hadn't the prices gone up with a little convenient flu.
'And how much without a mask,' asked Rosa, who had a very strong opinion on Thai hookers.
'They have dirty pussies and dirty mouths.'
Huh, dirty mouths?
'They love sucking cock.'
Well the Indonesians lick balls.
A well dressed man came up to the gate to let us in.
'Enough talk about balls and cocks, a pleasure to meet you Francesca.'
Rosa's eyes lighted up.
She loved officialdom and Max was a real hun.
'Can we fuck now, or later,' she asked.
Max winked.
'That can wait, we have more important matters to discuss.'
We disappeared into the concrete bunkers called the American Embassy to discuss the farce called Covid.
