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Personally, I am cheering for the Czech Republic to win the Euro soccer football championship. Or Denmark. Actually, I just really want Greece to lose in the semi-final because I cannot take the honking. They are driving all over town waving Greek flags and honking their fucking horns off, but it is especially bad here because this is a Greek neighbourhood.
I felt the dread when the honking began while I was at work. Then the honking followed me all the way home on the Parc bus. Seriously, the traffic was awful and it was mostly Greeks going in both directions, honking at each other. For an hour. While we crawled from stop to stop and they passed us, horns blaring. Now they are driving by my apartment and honking. So to recap: three straight hours of honking. The head-in-a-vice-grip image comes to mind when trying to describe my current headache. Give it a rest, honkers! You have no sense of propriety. You should be in a bar getting plastered, not driving around honking. What is wrong with you?
Please Czech Republic, I am counting on you. I am pretty sure there are no Czechs living anywhere near here.
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