Anyway here are some parts of my interview with Castro.
Texino: ¿Sir cuál es los revestimientos ma's greastest Cuba del problema pues dirigimos en el nuevo siglo?
Castro: I would say our greatest problem is the continued embargo of necessary goods by your country.
Texino: ¿Embargo? ¿Panamá?
Castro: What do you mean?
Texino:¡Soy panamanian, nosotros no tengo ningún embargo!
Castro: Guards! Turn this man over to the US, he's a Terrorist!
Goddamn commie. Fortunately, Sciotto the painter knows me from another gig and he and his Russian buddies got the old "tvarich" vodka thing going with my guards and I ended up getting to drive a real submarine and fly over to Europe in a giant jet plane and now I'm invited to go into space and write some poetry. I tell you, them Russians know how to keep things moving if they like you. I'm going to draw the line at the space thing if I can. I'll say it's my ears or something. I just don't want to be trapped up in a big can with that guy Steve "Record Breaker" Fossett. I figure he is either up there or out west trying to set the record for being lost the longest and that guy gives me the willies.
Oh yeah, I think we made an impression on those Nigerians, so you might see a drop off in your weird wind fall scams for a while. I'll keep in touch on that. Now I'm going to Marly's for a root beer float.