which means, "Hey y'all!" if you translate your Hungarian into Southern... Read all about my life as I try to adjust back into American culture after three years overseas.
We decided to risk it again -- the giant trash heap. Apparently, taking a right instead of a left ensures that you miss the huge walls of garbage, which was nice. Hazards still abound, though, as the hills also double as the local Lover's Lane (how romantic) and the target practice range for the Hungarian Border Patrol. Yeah, all of those things go together...
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Why is my url about the little red hen? Well, my dad does a fantastic rendition, complete with voices, that was my absolute favorite as a child. And it's how I made my theatrical debut back in elementary school. I had the title role. It was brilliant -- until I knocked the cakepan off the table in the middle of my dramatic "I'll eat it myself!" monologue. So much for the stage.
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