So summer of 2004 finds our boy landing in Budapest with the nastiest, most ragged, mind ripping come down
crash jet lag this side of purgatory. Not to be intimidated by physical and mental distress, Ram gets
right to work. He starts working with Shooter (who we met with Lorin back in Santa Monica) The beauty
of these Hungarian women snap Ram back into the real world and he starts humping and pumping and
spurting like the professional that he is, all the time thinking about his good buds that he left behind
in the States, wishing they were all there with him to share in the bounty. Riiiight . . .