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Jay: Oh, look who it is. The fuck'n human vacuum.
Girl: Scumbag. What are you doing?
Jay: Nothing. Just hanging out with Silent Bob and his cousin.
Girl: He's your cousin?
Jay: Yeah, and he's from Russia too.
Girl: No way. What part of Russia?
Jay: I don't fucking know. Do I look like his fucking biographer? Olaf, what part of Russia are you from?
Olaf: Moscow.
Girl: He only speaks Russian?
Jay: Na, he speaks some English, but he can not speak it good like we do.
Girl: Is he staying here?
Jay: Na, he's moving to the big city this week. He wants to be a metal singer.
Girl: No way!
Jay: Swear. Olaf, metal! That's his fucking metal face. Olaf, girl nice?
Olaf: Skrelnick.
Jay: That's fucked up, man.
Girl: What did he say?
Jay: I don't know man, but this guy is a character.
Girl: He really wants to play metal?
Jay: Yeah, he's got his own band in Moscow. It's called "Fuck Your Yankee Blue Jeans" or something like that.
Girl: That doesn't sound metal.
Jay: You gotta hear him sing. Olaf, "Berserker!" Come on, man, "Berserker!"
Girl: Does he sing in English or Russian?
Jay: In English. Come on, "Berserker!" Girls think sexy.
Olaf: Da. Da.
Jay: Oh watch wait he's gonna sing it. Watch this is too funny.
Olaf: MY LOVE FOR YOU IS LIKE A TRUCK BERSERKER! WOULD YOU LIKE SOME MAKING FUCK? BERSERKER!
Jay: That's fucking funny, man!
Girl: Did he say "making fuck?"
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