Lions resting majestically
Lions thinking that if the raven would come down from the roof they could steal that golden ring
Lions too tired to walk
Lions, stoically posing in profile on menus
Lions glaring at the police because gay Budapesters are people deserving of protection, too
Lions riding bicycles, stopping to cough up a hairball
Lions rolling their eyes about what locals think is bad traffic, snickering, “Have you seen New York on a Tuesday?”
Lions with relaxed tails, reminiscing about hyperinflation
Lions being swallowed by snakes, wondering if that really fine beauty in the ruin bar gave her real phone number
Lions sneering at pigeons, saying that revolutions are fought with bullets not feathers
Lions reflecting on how a child having a tantrum sounds just about the same in any language
Lions stopping in the beer garden near the zoo to relax with their homies
Lions thinking that Hungarian is not so hard to learn because that’s what they’ve always spoken
Lions lost in the Budavári Labirintus, thinking it wasn’t worth 2000 Ft
Lions yawning
Lions scowling about western fast food joints, but still wanting to wear that cardboard Burger King crown
Lions glaring at attempts to change the constitution
Lions snarking that if you’re a successful Hungarian man you’ll get a plaque or bust or a statue, for sure
Lions squinting in the sun, ordering sparkling water but secretly wishing it was sparkling wine
Lions on bridges, listening for the bells on the handlebars of cyclists
Lions longing abstractly for Emperor Franz Joseph because at least he understood that cities need decent produce markets
Lions pretending that there must be female lion statues somewhere, too
Lions tipping 500 forints when the pianist plays “Memory” again
Lions reminiscing “We always called them Rohadt Trabant”
Lions chasing pink elephants into the Belgian bar
Lions having belly aches
Lions drooling and mumbling that they are members of a principled, conservative and radically patriotic Christian party
Lions denying allegations of genocide
Lions unfettered by bourgeois prejudices, savoring their five favorite ways to prepare foie gras
Lions humming Liszt
Lions remembering the red kerchiefs they wore, but not what they stood for
Lions stirring atop the Gyógyszertár
84% of lions nodding in agreement that that Hungary should become a member of the European Union
Lions wondering when the repairs on the funicular railroad will be finished
Lions secretly preferring the Buda side to the Pest
Almost Every Thursday 