Fucking Austria

I know you can do it. Are you doing it?




A TMIT for your NaBloPoMo Thursday.

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Once upon a time in a land faraway was a man that established a little village in Austria just a few scant miles from the German border. Villages were often named after the most prominent family and this village was no exception.
The mans name? Fuck. Ing was added after the name much like we add town to the end of a name and there after since the year 1070 the village was called Fucking. Fucking Austia.

Today the village is well kept and quaint as you'd expect from any Austrian village. The biggest crime in this hamlet, population 107, is theft.
Tourists travel from all over the world to this tiny town for one thing and one thing only. The street signs. Measures were taken recently to make the signs more theft proof.

Bitte nicht so schnell!!

TRANSLATION: Please not so fast!

And they wonder why people keep taking their signs.

A vote was taken recently on whether to rename the town or keep it as it is. Unanimously they voted to keep it.

"After all, Fucking has existed for 800 years"

The town that is. I'm quite sure the other has been around a tad longer.