Lydia Budapest Xix. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Szeged

I’m happy when I save ‘em, tho—little woolly bastards limpin’ back to life. Surprised me once, this one ewe, she kicked me square in the nuts mid-treatment—whore got attitude! Eric Andre energy, baby, I’m screamin’, “Legalize ranch!” while holdin’ my junk. Funniest shit ever. Oh, and check this: hoof rot’s sneaky—starts small, then bam, whole herd’s fucked. Kinda like when Harry’s arm goes bad in the movie—nasty, unstoppable rot.

Then, I get a call. It’s my boss. “We’ve got a situation!” he says. Great, just what I need. So, I rush over to the site on Kálvin tér. Turns out, some construction workers hit a gas line. Like, seriously? Who does that? I’m standing there, watching the chaos unfold, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s like a scene from a bad movie.