Originally Posted by mineistaken (Post 20713867)

Did you kill it in the yard? Or did you just buy it already dead?

Originally Posted by mineistaken (Post 20713487)

It is so because in US "how are you?" can almost be translated as "hello".
Some people even reply "how are you?" to your question of "how are you?".
While in other countries how are you means exactly that - how are you. So they will tell you how they are.

Originally Posted by The Porn Nerd (Post 20475356)

Post some pics of Hungarian tits or GTFO. Jeez. LOL

PS: For real, I want a Hungarian wife. What's the best way to meet one? Go to Budapest or try some agency? :)

Originally Posted by mineistaken (Post 20713494)

Bulgarian is Slavic language, I believe, while Hungarian has to do with finnish language (that is an interesting fact knowing that they are in completely different regions).

Originally Posted by Matyko (Post 20475100)

Awesome Article, here is the source, but I paste the contents and add photos, enjoy:

"I?ve visited Hungary several times and recently moved here with my Hungarian wife. It?s a completely different world compared to Southern California where I grew up.

1. I survived my first disznóvágás (pig slaughter).

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It was early morning in September. My father-in-law and his friend, Zoli, had just slaughtered a pig; I thought I was going to puke. Steaming blood spilled across the cracked concrete. Zoli?s scruffy dogs began lapping it up.

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This was my first disznóvágás ? or pig slaughtering. From dawn to dusk the whole family participated in dismembering the sow: the men hacked and sawed; the women labeled and bagged; I stirred the massive pot of bubbling organs. The pig?s head occasionally floated to the surface. Together we made link after link of kolbász (paprika-rich sausage) and hurka (organ and rice sausage).

It was messy, but that?s the reality of where meat comes from.

2. It seems like everyone smokes.

Statistically, 30% of Hungarians smoke (though I have a hard time believing it). I?ll never forget the day I sat in the car waiting for my wife while she shopped. One person after another passed by, a plume of smoke floating in their wake. Twice someone appeared without a cigarette in their hand, but promptly lit up.

Another time I was in the middle of a dental procedure when the dentist?s phone rang. She answered?then lit up and smoked out the window. Not to complain though: The filling cost $20 and she did a stellar job.

3. Food reigns supreme over anything and everything.

Hungarians are serious eaters. I grew up with Taco Bell, Carl?s Jr. and microwaved chimichangas. Food was always a quick fix. In Hungary, food is religion. The question is always ?Mi lesz az ebéd?? (What?s for lunch?). And lunch is not simply a few crummy sandwiches.

Sunday family lunch here is sacred, and is nearly always a three-course affair: You?ll likely have a soup, perhaps húsleves (clear broth with chicken, turkey and/or pork with vegetables), or maybe gyümölcsleves (chilled fruit soup with cream, cloves and cinnamon). Then a main course like pörkölt (meat stewed in onions, garlic and paprika), usually accompanied by savanyúság (pickles or sauerkraut) and served over nokedli (little egg dumplings).

If your host is the real deal you?ll finish with dessert. Common confections include rétes (strudel), bukta (jam filled buns), diós rácsos (a sort of walnut coffee-cake), and dobos torta (a sponge cake with chocolate buttercream topped with caramel).
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4. Not all toilets are created equal.

In Hungary, don?t be surprised if the toilet features a shelf positioned right where your crap makes its debut. I?m guessing this is designed so that you can examine your stool (an indicator of health). Or maybe it?s to minimize splashback. In any case, it?s unsettling to turn around and have your little friend staring right back at you.

5. Learning Hungarian will bring you to your knees.

I?ve been coming to Hungary on a yearly basis for ten years now. Despite this, my Magyar is still elementary at best. I know a plethora of words and can express myself on a basic level. However, once a conversation goes deeper, I?m hopelessly lost. With its complex suffixes and vowel harmony, Hungarian is unlike any other language in the world. In fact, English has more in common with Russian and Sinhala (a Sri Lankan language) than it does with Hungarian.



6. Get used to pessimism, straightforwardness, and the Hungarian temper.

I?m not an expert on the Hungarian psyche, however, I can share what I know. As a whole, history has been unkind to the Magyar people: Relentless invasions and occupations have attempted to suppress Hungarian culture. The Mongols, the Turks, the Habsburgs, the Germans, and the Russians?they?ve all left deep wounds. Being suspicious, overly cautious, and critical are the resulting cultural traits.

In California people ask ?How are you?? and the response is generally ?I?m good. How are you?? In Hungary this question often elicits a venting response of complaints. Call it pessimism or call it realism, but Hungarians are self-expressed and to-the-point. If someone has the slightest problem with something, they?re going to let you know. They might even come off as rude or blunt, but that?s just the way it is here. Don?t take it personally ? tempers flare, decibels rise. Get used to it, bazd meg.

7. Pedestrians do NOT have the right of way.

It took me a while to get used to the fact that drivers in Hungary are not going to stop for you. I?ve almost been run over on multiple occasions. Drivers turning left as you?re crossing (with the walk signal) will sometimes come within inches of hitting you?this happened to me recently. Many Hungarians drive fast and aggressively, and in turn have little patience with you. Look both ways before crossing and repeat, repeat, repeat.

8. Pálinka will find you and try to kill you.

This fruit brandy is ubiquitous throughout Hungary ? a party isn?t a party without a couple bottles of pálinka. You will be offered shots relentlessly and refusing the first is more or less an insult. Hungarian nagymamák (grandmas) swear by its powers: Have a headache? Pálinka. Menstrual pains? Pálinka. Feeling nervous? Pálinka.

9. Dubbed movies are the law of the land.

Flipping through TV channels you?ll find almost every foreign show or movie is dubbed. Hungarians don?t do subtitles. This, I believe, also goes back to the language; translations won?t cut it. With all the nuances and peculiar expressions in Hungarian, it simply makes sense to dub.

Still, it?s hilarious for me to see Arnold Schwarzenegger on the TV and hear his dubbed Hungarian voice?his trademark Austrian accent noticeably absent. Hungarian dubbing has a long history and its performers are national stars in their own right. Perhaps the most celebrated product of this is the Hungarian Flintstones. Hungarian writer and poet József Romhányi famously translated the English dialogue into a constant rhyming prose. Each episode is full of clever puns. Forget Fred and Barney ? in Hungary it?s Frédi és Béni."

Originally Posted by Tubthumper (Post 20713612)

Hungary has a kickass PM.

Originally Posted by The Porn Nerd (Post 20475356)

Post some pics of Hungarian tits or GTFO. Jeez. LOL

Originally Posted by Matyko (Post 20714149)

Not tits, but a true collection of nice girl next doors. Photographers, this might be useful for you too:
the 'hungarian girls are the most beautiful' page:
A magyar lányok a legszebbek

Originally Posted by Tubthumper (Post 20713612)

Hungary has a kickass PM. The Donald should invite Viktor Orban to the White House after he becomes our POTUS.

Originally Posted by Matyko (Post 20714145)

if kickass means 'a fucking retarded football-loving dwarf' than he is kickass for real.

Originally Posted by CarlosTheGaucho (Post 20714128)

It had been like that 2000 years ago or so since these tribes lived in more or less the same area.

But eversince the tribes separated and migrated the languages changed completely so a Hungarian would understand Finnish as much as a Slav would understand Farsi.

In fact they say that in the 19th century Hungarian was closer to Turkish and Persian than to European languages, and theň they got rid of most of the international words to avoid Germanism.

So there you have it - a language that's unparalleled worldwide. At least this is what I learned while visiting Budapest, perhaps locals can add more to it.

Otherwise the pessimism, scepticism and victim mentality is pretty much a trademark of the whole former Eastern block.

Originally Posted by davidclickpapa (Post 20714178)

but not as much as euskara (basque) who haven't even traced their origins linguistically.

Originally Posted by CarlosTheGaucho (Post 20714128)

So there you have it - a language that's unparalleled worldwide. At least this is what I learned while visiting Budapest, perhaps locals can add more to it.

Originally Posted by Matyko (Post 20714149)

Not tits, but a true collection of nice girl next doors. Photographers, this might be useful for you too:
the 'hungarian girls are the most beautiful' page:
A magyar lányok a legszebbek

Originally Posted by Matyko (Post 20714145)

if kickass means 'a fucking retarded football-loving dwarf' than he is kickass for real.

Originally Posted by Tubthumper (Post 20714812)

He bang your bitch or something?

Originally Posted by seeandsee (Post 20721008)

you really wrote all this? jesus :)

Originally Posted by davidclickpapa (Post 20714178)

about the language: hungarian is an uralic language. it is a Very distant cousin of finnish (and estonian). we have a little bit closer relation to khanty and mansi languages, spoken by a handful of people in russia. still, even with them it's mutually unintelligible, in regards of grammar and vocabulary both.

so yea, we are isolated, but not as much as euskara (basque) who haven't even traced their origins linguistically.

Originally Posted by Rochard (Post 20475104)

Yeah, because we never slaughter pigs in California. Which makes me wonder exactly what it is we ate the yearly pig roast I attended here a few months ago.

Originally Posted by Paul Markham (Post 21000445)

The farmers on my street keep pigs, chickens, ducks and rabbits all for the pot. Except the chickens allowed to live for the eggs.

Originally Posted by Matyko (Post 20714149)

Not tits, but a true collection of nice girl next doors. Photographers, this might be useful for you too:
the 'hungarian girls are the most beautiful' page:
A magyar lányok a legszebbek