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| - Stan:...Because I'm the man and what I say goes. And I say Saudi Arabia is the greatest country in the world. Francine: Greatest country in the world? ♪♪ We packed our bags, we hopped a plane ♪♪ ♪♪ We left our happy home ♪♪ Stan: Uhh, Francine, singing's kind of illegal here... Francine: ♪♪ The culture seemed a bit insane but you said, hey, when in Rome... ♪♪ Stan: Uh, Seriously Francine, ixnay on the inging-say Francine: ♪♪ Maybe you got no reason to complain, but I've got no Y chromosome... ♪♪ So here's what I don't like about Saudi Arabia... ♪♪ You can’t go out unless you are escorted by a man, ♪♪
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| - Stan:...Because I'm the man and what I say goes. And I say Saudi Arabia is the greatest country in the world. Francine: Greatest country in the world? ♪♪ We packed our bags, we hopped a plane ♪♪ ♪♪ We left our happy home ♪♪ Stan: Uhh, Francine, singing's kind of illegal here... Francine: ♪♪ The culture seemed a bit insane but you said, hey, when in Rome... ♪♪ Stan: Uh, Seriously Francine, ixnay on the inging-say Francine: ♪♪ Maybe you got no reason to complain, but I've got no Y chromosome... ♪♪ So here's what I don't like about Saudi Arabia... ♪♪ You can’t go out unless you are escorted by a man, ♪♪ ♪♪ And when you do, you come home with a butt crack full of sand. ♪♪ ♪♪ No alcohol, no rum and cokes and no Dom Perignon, ♪♪ ♪♪ At least a girl can have a smoke. ♪♪ Man: But not on Ramadan! Francine: ♪♪ Oh, it’s a land of joy, if you are a boy, ♪♪ ♪♪ But if you are a girl, it’s the worst place in the world. ♪♪ Stan: Okay Francine we get it. Francine: Oh, but I’m just getting started. ♪♪ American girls we do pilates, starve ourselves until we’re hotties, ♪♪ ♪♪ Why? Because we like our bodies, check me out you uptight Saudis! ♪♪ ♪♪ Oh it’s so awfully grand. ♪♪ Stan: ♪♪ Come on Francine stop singing. ♪♪ Francine: ♪♪ If you are a man. ♪♪ Stan: ♪♪ I’m only back up singing. ♪♪ Francine: ♪♪ If you don’t take me home soon Stan, I think I’m gonna hurl. ♪♪ ♪♪ It’s the worst place in the world. ♪♪ Stan: I started this point system and she’s way behind. Francine: ♪♪ I only want to see the world, explore and socialize, ♪♪ ♪♪ But in this town I can’t so much as look at other guys, ♪♪ ♪♪ ‘Cause if I did, they’d call me harlot, whore, adulteress, ♪♪ ♪♪ I bet my last riyal you fellas won’t approve of this. ♪♪ ♪♪ Who wants a kiss? ♪♪ ♪♪ It’s great if you're from Mars, but not if you're from Venus, ♪♪ ♪♪ If you wanna drive a car, you better have a penis. ♪♪ ♪♪ So if you’ve got a vagina. ♪♪ Man: Ooh! Francine: ♪♪A vulva. ♪♪ Man: Eee! Francine: ♪♪ A clitoris. ♪♪ Man: What is a clitoris? *Stan shrugs shoulders* Francine: ♪♪ And a labia... You see where I’m going with this. ♪♪ ♪♪ Stay the hell away from Saudi Arabia! ♪♪ Man: WHORE! *Francine is thrown into a transportable jail cell* Francine: STAN! *Stan looks on in silence, end scene.*
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