fucking healthy

annie and i sat around a pub in budapest the other night with 4 hungarians. greg, a friend of gregs, a friend of a friend of gregs and a friend of a friend of a friend of gregs. it seemed that greg, the only hungarian we knew, wanted to make it clear that the other people were not his direct friends and therefore had not been vetted by him and did not represent his country.

aside from discussing communism and the tartar people, what continually entertained me the entire night was the frequent use of the word ´fucking.´ all of the matyars at our table spoke english quite well, but they preferred to punctuate many phrases with the above word. margaret island in budapest is fucking big, and the neighborhood annie and i unfortunately visited was fucking bad. and of course the baths in budapest, they are ´fucking healthy.´