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About Budapest

Gets me riled up tho, the fakers—catfish with pics from 10 years back, cheeky sods! Wasted an hour once, thought I’d nabbed a stunner, turned up, she’s got a beard longer than mine—bloody outrageous! Muttered to meself, “If you don’t stop, I’ll cut you!”—yep, nicked that from Freddie, fits the rage perfect. But when it works, oh mate, fireworks—like a shag in a thunderstorm, electric!

Hosts and presentation

Then, I head over to the Toekoel Castle. It’s a cool spot, but man, the history! I’m standin’ there, and I’m like, “This place has seen some stuff.” I start daydreamin’ about knights and battles. But then, I overhear this tour guide. She’s talkin’ about how the castle was built in the 14th century. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just tryin’ to chop wood, not learn about ancient bricks!”