bullshit ass | Jan 15, 2005 Are you people confusing Hungary with for example Miami?
First you should look and criticize your own back yard before trashing people you don't know shit about.
The singer seemed totally immersed in Olivia at the tennis game, sitting close by her side.
Dressed casually in a beige and grey Polo shirt covered by a button-down royal blue shirt and wearing a leather and silver bracelet, the multi-platinum-selling artist looked like he wanted to blend in.
She recieves daily faxes from suitors the world over and she knows the exact opening hours and addresses of the Chinese restaurants that serve imported lobster Szechuan style, which goes extremely well with a light, yet fruity French white wine, slightly chilled, and remember to tip the waiter 10%. You are different than all the nice smelling young men she's known. Nor has she been busted for possession by the same cop in Alabama, dropped out of the same University, belonged to your voodoo cult, nor ever watched The Brady Bunch. You can't tell a Hungarian girl that you are a tourist. And while the local Joe gets to home after two dates, you will have to wait longer. You will have to compose yourself with a lot more chilvalry and charm than Western girls demand. You compliment her looks, her clothes, ask attentively about her day at work. At the same time, all this hoopla is designed to get you a few old fashioned rewards.