Fugging Blues

[hollodero]

Now you did it.

It was a nice little village in Austria. Not far from where I grew up, actually. Close to other nice villages like Franking, Gumpling, and Hucking. I mean, it might not have been a nice nice place, but like Gumpling and Franking, just a place where people just lived. Hard work, hard alcohol, dreams surrounding a new harvester, a little incest, just like Kentucky really.

And then you came along. You put in on postcards, you put it on your filthy memes, and your filthy minds, you hired busses to go there, you made pictures there, you made people feel very uneasy. You mocked them ferociously, just for not being born in Eichbichl or Trimmelkam or Haigermoos. 
You even stole the place-name signs. Continuously. They bricked them in. They welded them. They used rivets. You kept taking them. And yes, it were Americans. Not exclusively, actually probably not that many, but still. Shame on you, stealing hard working people's place-name signs.

And now it's gone. They renamed it. The damn whole village. Folks now live in friggin' "Fugging". Fugging Hell, really.


Goodbye, *****.
It was fun while it lasted.