The locals of Wuhan sought me out.
Massage sir, massage?
That was code for, 'We need to talk, alone.'
Firstly, every Asian country was requiring quarantine in five star hotels.
Secondly, yep you guessed it, airlines were charging through the roof.
Thirdly, China was making this up as they went along.
They required travelers to submit a 'Polymarese Chain Reaction (PCR) test report with a confirmed negative result (issued by a certified clinic or medical practitioner within 3 days before departure) and obtain a green health code on the Wechat mini programme COVID-19 Prevention Health Code.'
Now what the fuck?
I thought it would be a matter of saying as you walk through immigration, 'hay I got the Wuhan, and I'm back, keeping it in the chink family.'
The talk went like this.
'There is no Covid flu.'
'It's all been orchestrated by the media.'
That I knew.
'And it was to overthrow Trump.'
Knew that too. Murdoc had been doing it for years with his papers.
They, who whispered, said never to repeat the truth.
Here at Big Tit Inc, we were more in the transfer of information that gave the green light for action.
'Blow that cock sucker's head off.'
Max was talking about the Panda.
He was no other than the Chinese President who like Hitler, wanted world domination inhabited only by the Chinese.