To je Škoda
Somewhere in Paris, Milan Kundera is dreaming up a story of two forlorn, lovelorn Beethoven-consumed factory workers who respectively install valvestems on Fabias and steering-column stalks on Octavias, obsessing over Stalin and feminine scents while dreaming of a Black Sea road-trip vacation in a Felicia Fun with only a pirated cassingle of the Shins' "Phantom Limb" stuck in the tape deck and a Vaclav Havel anthology to keep them company. (More)
Good news for us here in the "City of Laughter and Forgetting"?
If you like that, and you're into Eastern European cars and humor, czech out their other "Fun" posts. And in case you laugh so hard that you're in need of a toilet, I hope that you're in Budapest, where relief is never far away when you're having fun. You may remember that I was in love with another, but to the eye of true love it was a mere passing fancy and now I so want an El Trabino.
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