Carston: Dude, I hope you don't mind me stopping by. I was in your hood
DeAndre: It's trill man. I just sittin here drinking
Carlton: whoa dude
what is that smell. It smells like piss. And are
your pants wet?
DeAndre: oh, er, um. I think we've had Polish burglars.
That night
Juan Carlos drank two litres of Tequila all by himself. About two thirds of the way through the second, he has Polish burglars.