"I'm about to hit the jackpot, too."

Welcome to Day 2 of Vulnerable Citizens of the World. Today, we head to Budaors, Hungary where law enforcement officers aren’t necessarily incompetent, like the Australians. They’re filthy stinking rich.

You see, earlier this week,  every member of the 15-person police force  pitched in a few hundred forints and bought some lottery tickets. And wouldn’t you know it, they won. Ten million pounds. In Hungary, that kind of cash can buy you a lifetime supply of Palinka and all the fat, mustached hookers your heart desires.

Understanding this, the officers turned in their badges as soon as the numbers were announced, leaving the frightened people of Budaors without a single crime stopper to protect them.

Sucks to be you, Budaorians. Sure you might be thinking, “Awesome…we can drive our 1975 Volkswagens as fast as we want and never get a ticket.” But it’s not going to be all fun and games. Who you gonna call when you lock your keys in that rattletrap? Who you gonna call when some masked man steals your stash of polka albums and your “I Visited Transylvania and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt” t-shirt?

Right. It’s not going to be pretty, Boglarka. So, go make a slingshot or something. Because you’re gonna need a weapon. And that pot of goulash doesn’t count.