Nope. There are 196 countries in existence today and you can give me 200 guesses and I’d still not come even close to locating Singapore on the map. I know it’s somewhere in the Far East, but I don’t care. Because there’s no shot in hell I’m ever stepping foot in a land where a big ass python dukes it out to the death with a motherfucking king cobra in the middle the street. Not only that people are just hanging around filming like it’s your run of the mill World Star fight. And how about those pest control guys taking care of business with one of those grabber things that my grandmother uses to steal her cookies we hid from her off the top shelf? Molotiv Cocktail those slithering bastards and call it a life.