On the top.
On the top left you see something... The holder for the railing...
On the top.
On the top left you see something... The holder for the railing...
Oh, her name isn't Marie-Antoinette by chance?
I'm in the glorious position that I have to cross the road once to get to the baker that is a supermarket too, another road crossing and I'm at the butcher. From my door to the bakery, to the butcher and back home... 200m.
The next Aldi, Tedi and REWE is about a kilometer away.
Understandable... it will read like a Who's who list of the rich and powerfull...
Is her name Marie-Antoinette by chance?
Hello Americans... welcome to the forth Reich!
What did he eat?
If there is some god... I hope hell is a place reserved for this people...
before their own painfull death... I hope they suffer, they have to watch all their beloved people, siblings and offspring die horrible painfull deaths and everyone they hold dear suffer, suffer and suffer... until they die as the oldest humans in ages, bound in a catatonic state for decades and I will gleefully keep the machines running that keep them alive!
And people wonder why I despise all religious institutions, no matter the flavour of their business selling people an empty shell they named hope.
You guys know my dad?
*Oh zerfrettelter Grunzwanzling Dein Harngedränge ist für mich Wie Schnatterfleck auf Bienenstich.
Grupp, ich beschwöre dich, mein punzig Turteldrom. Und drängel reifig mich mit krinklen Bindelwördeln Denn sonst werd ich dich rändern in deine Gobberwarzen Mit meinem Börgelkranze, wart's nur ab!
Genau mein Gedanke!
But react angry when you remind them that you're not interested in their conversation!