What the fuck is
this shit, meng? I don't like being kidnapped. Whoever did, you just fucked yourself. I didn't ask to be here! Fuck you, you fucking cockaroach. I am a political prisoner from Cuba, I want my fucking human rights now. Just like the President Jimmy Carter says.
It's still Florida, I see that. Bit far from Miami. But it's wrong. Car s look all different. See a lot of pretty ladies though. And my apartment is like what a king might like. I need to get back to my empire, keep running business, upgrade the mansion a bit. Now don't give me no bullshit. No jerking me around or excuses, just tell me how to fucking get back and why it isn't 1983 anymore.