I live in Romania before I mentioned that before. Before this I lived in Thailand, before

that I lived in Slovakia, and then before that I lived in England. I've jumped around

before I settled here. Romania is a beautiful place. There's no feminists, there's no open

homosexuality. I have no problem with gay sex. You don't want to bump men, bump men.

But it all is a sex. To start coming along and pretending that it's a family and putting

it in every single TV show and talking about how brave it is and marching down the street

half naked once a year, all that shit is unnecessary if you want to bump. You can bump

without doing that. And there's none of that here. No open homosexuality, no homosexual

agenda, no feminists at all. It's corrupt, which suits me because I'm fucking rich.

Excuse me, you are speeding. Yeah, yeah, sorry, mate. What's the, I have to pay a fine?

Yes, you must pay a fine. I don't care, I don't care. Backed up. It's corrupt,

which I fucking love. Beautiful women everywhere. Great night, wife. Every day of the week there's

some kind of party going on. Seven days a week. London has 25 million people on a Tuesday at

3 a.m. was nothing to do. Booker asks too many people. There is never not something to do.

Always there's something going down. No immigrants and refugees, which is great because it means

that no one gets fucking stabbed. In general, it's a very, very safe place to be. Obviously

there's some bad things about it, but whatever. In general, I like Romania. But I do not speak

Romanian. When I lived in Slovakia, I did not speak Slovakian. And when I lived in Thailand,

I did not speak Thai. The reason for this, because I speak English. So why the fuck am I going

to waste my time learning a language when I speak English? Time is money. I don't have time

to learn a language, which isn't as universally applicable as English is. Now, by accident,

because I'm a smart motherfucker, I now basically understand Romanian. So a lot of you people

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