| Bob & Greg Have just woken from a surreal night out after day 1 of the company conference in Amsterdam. After a legendary binge on soft drugs and alcohol, both are trying to patch the missing 9 hours together. |
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 | Holy sh#t! Where the f#*k are we, dude? | |
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| How the f#*k should I know?..This magic Mushroom tea is good sh#t...I'm still flying, man. | |
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| Aftera long pause - both taking in the scenery of the dutch countryside. Some thing suddenly dawns on them..... |
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| Whoa! Am i still tripping or is that a windmill?... Dude, where the f#*k is Bill? His wife pleaded with me not to get him into trouble!..dude you're wearing clogs. | |
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| (Laughs) Frankly, I'm too wasted to give a f#*k. I think the last time I saw him was in the brothel by the canal. He was getting ass f#*ked by a goat...Crazy bastard. | |
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| Meanwhile back in Amsterdam:- Jan the freelance porn director can't believe his luck. Bill on the other hand hasn't came down from his heavy dose of acid and ectasy. He is clinging to a wall, because he believes he is going to fall into a pit of purple lava. the goat is still eating his ass. (He looks remarkably content considering - a side effect of the ectasy. |
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| Das ist some kiny shizer, baby! Maybe next time we can use a hamster alzso..You like dis, Ya? The suit gives a nice juxter. I'll call this one "city boy - country love"..masterpiece! | |
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| (groan) The little green munchkins are trying to steal my poop nuggets....Skillakazoo mother f#*kers!...We're of to see the Wizard!! | |
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