Samantha Dunafoldvar Brothel ❤️❤️

About Budapest

Thing that pisses me off? Hypocrisy. Politicians bangin’ on about “morals” while sneakin’ in back doors—seen it meself, MI6 gigs. One time, caught this MP—fat git, red face—leavin’ a Soho spot. “You’re not gonna believe how good that felt,” he wheezed, zippin’ his trousers. Made me wanna shove a martini glass up his arse—shaken, not stirred, ‘course. Liars, all of ‘em—brothels don’t pretend, least they’re honest.

Dunaföldvár

First off, I get a call about a dog named Rex. Classic name, right? Anyway, this dude’s been munching on something he shouldn’t. Turns out, it was a whole pizza! Like, who gives their dog pizza? I mean, I love pizza too, but c’mon! So, I’m trying to get Rex to throw up, and he’s just looking at me like, “Dude, I’m living my best life!” I’m like, “Rex, you’re gonna regret this!”

Construction completed at Hungarian ethanol plant