A lot of people say girls love money and that's not entirely true.
I'm not sure if that's true.
Nice. Ooh, sick boy on the pit.
I'm gonna get some beds, might get some boxes.
I'm gonna counter-punch him, he'll fall for Sink or Two-Ton Tornado.
There's two countries open.
I've confirmed clubs and bars are open in two places in Europe.
Minsk, Belarus, Stockholm, Sweden.
I say we go to Belarus. The only problem with Belarus is there's a 14-day self-quarantine.
So we'll just go in, pretend we're in a self-quarantine, get booze, start drinking, go straight to the club.
Same day. Uh-huh.
If I got sent to jail in Sweden for violating some sort of curfew, that's fine.
You. You.
Especially you. Even me.
None of us want to go to a Belarusian jail.
And Belarus hate foreigners.
They say, hey, let me see your passport.
They will...
They're itching to find some foreign idiot out with their fucking quarantine papers on them.
They're itching for it.
And don't even pretend that you're done.
Okay. Well, that leaves us one option, which is Stockholm, Sweden.
And is Stockholm as good as Bucharest?
No. But Bucharest is fucking closed.
So we go there. And we go there for a very important reason.
I'm a revolutionary figure.
I'm like the kind of guys who used to fucking overthrow governments.
The American Revolutionary War, the Tea Party.
That's me. I'm not doing this dumb shit where some Romanian is going to say, you must stay in your house.
And all the Romanians will start going, the virus.
And I'll start sitting in their house, and I'll text all my hoes, I'm not allowed to leave the house, and then I go out today in the Porsche, like a G, hitting the streets against curfew, and the police are running around looking at me like trying to chase me down and shit.
This is garbage! I need to leave the country, drink loads and loads of booze in Stockholm, then come back, and at least then I feel like I've won.
They told me to stay in my house, I went and parked in Stockholm when I came home.
Then I have some kind of victory.
I can't live this way.
We have to go. They'll definitely let us back in.
Definitely. So we're going to Sweden.
T? I've already signed a declaration, so I'm probably risking going jail.
But I don't care. I'm often risking it.
I think you're fine, bro. You're going out the country.
They're going to move me from quarantine into what?
Another quarantine. Yeah, the only thing is we'll let us back in.
But of course they have to let me back in.
Do fly for corona. I'll put on nice clothes at the airport.
Done. Stockholm, Sweden.
Five-star hotel.
Rent landlords. Show these fucking nerds how flexing's done.
Are you in or not?
I'm out-voted.
Nice. That's an it.
Go to Stockholm.
Go to Stockholm.
Go to Stockholm!
I've tried to escape Romania.
Every country's on lockdown.
It's quarantine bullshit.
You can't go anywhere.
Complete lockdown.
We're stuck on our houses.
I can't drive.
I've got two million dollars of cars I can't even drive.
True. I'm tired of this.
I'm in jail. This is bullshit.
Yeah, but think. There's people quarantining in one-bed flats.