Between learning about Hungarian history, I looked at my reflection in reflective surfaces and this was one of my favorite reflective surfaces. I met a few survivors of the Holocaust from Hungary as a child so I wanted to see the places they told me about.
The German Chancellor walked in and I was bored but then I got embarrassed half way through. I honestly blame the fact that I was sober. If I was drunk or stoned, I probably would have been passed out somewhere.
The above image is a long running inside joke between myself and a few Hungarian Jews that survived the Holocaust (Thanks for teaching me how to make goulash!) If you are my peer and you don’t understand then you should ask your elders and maybe they’ll explain or maybe they don’t think you’re cool enough to be in the know or stay out of grown folks business. Please don’t ask me, if your grandparents don’t think you’re cool, I definitely won’t.
GLITTERATYYY 
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