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Ilyen volt 2012! London - sok arany - no

  • Ilyen volt 2012! London - sok arany - no smoking - drágább sör - Maotolcsy - Matelcsy a csoda - egyre orbán-közgép - sittpál nelwédö tolvaj - egy hoho horgász az új elnök ...
  • Ő halak piszkos mosoda. Ha még mindig hol narancssárga fehérneműt? My New Years resolutions for 2013: I resolve to learn Hungarian & visit Budapest. Jog twice a week. No more tuna!
  • Actually, they say that it's impossible to keep your New Years resolutions. Let me rephrase then. I will NOT learn Hungarian. I will never jog, ever. And I will eat all the tuna I
  • can, extra mayo, every time. With that, I resolved to eat one last tuna salad sandwich before the ball dropped. I walked into the local Hungarian joint and ordered the #3, extra ma
  • yonnaise. Adding a "nnaise" was my idea of spontaneity. It must've thrown the Hungarian sandwicher for a loop, as my tuna salad was much too nnaise-ally and stunk something fierce.
  • I impaled my svájci zsebkés into the nnaisey sandwich and shoved it back across the counter. Glaring at the Hungarian szendvics-maker, I uttered a single word: MUSTARD. He
  • whipped out a stiletto and held it against my jugular. Too late, I looked up the meaning of 'mustard' in Hungarian. It translates as 'I spit in the eye of your grandmother.'
  • So I did. She hated it, and started to cry. Unfortunately she had a burly Spanish lover called Eduardo who came running from the bedroom with an iron bar, and hit me straight in my
  • pastrami, by the grace of God. I had put a giant Po' Boy sandwich in my pocket for later and it saved my life. Eduardo pulled the iron bar back and said, "Woah!"
  • The secret had been revealed: While delicious, po'boys and the others had actually been invented only recently as a recent ad campaign to bolster a new sandwich chain. Oh well.

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