>>12762507Wake up at 4 in the morning. Gizi néni gives you a shot of pálink and some lecsó with bread. Drink one more pálinka cause its fucking cold out there.
Öcsibácsi arrives, already drunk somehow, with the biggest fucking knife i've ever seen, with all his mates from the pub in tow.
One of the neighbours looks over the fence, comes over and offers a bottle of pálinka, as a gift. Take a big swig, so as not to offend him.
Same thing happesn with the two other neighbours.
Bring out he hog. Sqeeling ensues, and lots of yelling, acompanyed by the most colourfull, diverse swearing i have ever heard.
Hog is out. Four men kneeling on it, little 8 year old at the neck, with a blood bowl.
"Hey, bring me the knife! No! Bring me the pálink first! Where is that damned knife?"
Cut neck. Ear piercing Sqeeeeeee
The next eight hours are spent cutting up, and storing the pig, stuffing sausage, and drinking heavily.
