We did go to Europe for six weeks in high school, though. That was wicked cool. They had a great Burger King in London, and the McDonalds in Munich was totally awesome. In Paris, we made a beeline to go see their KFC. Though it was still called Kentucky Fried Chicken back then. They say they changed the name from Kentucky Fried Chicken to KFC because they couldn’t legally claim to call what they were serving “chicken” anymore–it was some kind of genetic mutant with hundreds of breasts and no head. Each one is like, forty feet tall. One got loose once and destroyed Joplin, Missouri. They had to call in the Air Force to take it out. That was fucked up.
And that is everything you need to know about Cambodia.