Siro: First we have to foil the Greek plot.
Imran: (jockingly) What? The Greeks have no land plots in S. Korea. And why would we wrap it in tin foil? We intend to cook them?
Siro: (raises eyebrow) ….Here, have an eyebrow!
Imran: Eww! Don't go picking up random body parts from the floor.
Siro: Sorry, old habbits die hard.
Imran: (scared) Sure… now let's go to the stadium where the next Turkish game will be held.
* They arrive to the stadium *
Siro: Let's enter it.
* They enter the stadium *
Imran: Hey, here's Ming! What's he doing there?
Siro: It seems as if he is being tested for something by that group of FIFA officials.
(an Imran cut in)
Judge: Ok, Mr.... um... Ming, welcome to referee try outs. Show us what you know.
Play goes on for a bit, both sides moving up and down the pitch, when suddenly a whistle goes off for no apparent reason.
Ming: Ok, that's Par. Next hole.
The players turn and stare.
Ming: I said, next hole!!
Judge: We'll call you.
Judge: …erm…. Yeah.
(an Imran cut out)
Imran: Lol! That's simply funny.
Siro: At least he's trying.
Imran: Wait… why all of a sudden would Ming show interest in soccer?
Siro: You're right. The orders probably came from above!
Imran: Ming isn't a religious fundamentalist…
Siro: I meant MarkG.
Imran: Come on, MarkG doesn't exist. There's no logical proof that he does! Ask PH!
Siro: Imran, stop.
Imran: Ok, sorry. Just playing wit' ya…
Siro: Speaking of PH… What are he and Paiktis up to?
Imran: Drinking alcohol?
Siro: No, I mean right now – there near the showers and locker rooms!
Imran: Hmm… PH and Paiktis taking a shower? Impossible! Let's take a look!
PH (to Paiktis) : Here, you take the itching powder and put in the Turkish socks.
Paiktis: (evil laugh)
PH: Stop that. And what are you doing with that? Eww, put it down!
Paiktis: Well, I thought that it would be nice to put there some maggots too…
PH: No, you put the maggots in their trousers.
Paiktis: What would I do without you?
PH: That's right. How would you shave your back?
Paiktis: Har dee harhar. Would you like some maggots with that?
PH: Nope, doing just fine, thanks. (notices two characters observing them) Hey! Who is that?
Siro: I think we are the ones who should ask that question!
Imran: But we already know the answer – it's Paiktis and PH.
Paiktis: No peeking! I'm undressed!
Siro: Quick, Imran, start a discussion about capitalism and American foreign policy. While they're busy arguing with you, I'll attack them from behind!
Imran: What are you, a turk?
Siro: Not that way!
Imran: (to PH and Paiktis) You know, I always felt that capitalism is the best system. It makes everyone, including the poor, richer. It lifts all boats. Just look at history. And American Foreign Policy is to spread the greatness of Capitalism to all…
(that was an Imran cut in TM)
Siro quickly jumps in the locker room, by chance missing the pointy end of a sharp spear placed there for no obvious reason.
Siro: (to himself) "Damn Civilization III fanatics"
Siro quickly removes the itching powder and cleans the maggots out of the Turkish uniforms.
Imran: …and that's why America is the greatest country on earth (TM)
Siro: Ok, we can go now.
Siro and Imran walk away as PH and Paiktis can be heard making a list of American wrongdoings starting from 4000BC.
Imran: Wait… America didn't exist back then.
Siro: But it's a Civlization forum.
Imran: Oh yeah, go on.
* After a while *
Imran: You know, my back is itching. It's probably because it's so hot here.
Imran: Oh yeah, thanks for scratching that. Oooh Yeaaah, right there. No! Higher! Higher you perv!
Siro: (grining) I'm not touching you.
Imran: Wha… Erm… Where did you put the itching powder and maggots?
Siro rushes to finish the second chapter.
Imran: You just wait!!!!!! Damn Jew!!!!
(to be continued)