Wall of Mouths

what do you this weekend?

film, pint drinking, table dancing, drunk getting,…

I will do a film (:D) (it’s the exact translation I’m sorry)

marja wrote:

I will do a film (:D)

So you’re a part time actress as well? :p

Tonight we’re going to see the lovely Penelope Houston in concert, tomorrow again Giant Sand and on Sunday I’ll support my local football team, the mighty Spvgg. Erkenschwick.

And I try to avoid the useful things to be done: cleaning the flat, doing the laundry, etc. :)

marja wrote:

they are a necesarry evil

Like Belgians on this board. :p

Oh, the pint drinking is definitely involved in all those weekend activities, getting drunk maybe as well, table dancing only if wealthy old ladies are present.

as alternation a bit japanese kitchen engrish…:D

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A friend of mine mailed me this today. Incidentally it’s perfectly on topic:

Greet God!

I write you, because you must help me. I have seen your Space Shuttle in the television. In color. And so came me the idea to make holidays in the world-room. Alone. Without my crazy wife.
I am the Kraxlhuber. The King of Bavaria was my clock-clock grandfather.
I stand on a very bad foot with my wife. Always she shouts with me. She has a shrill voice like a circle saw. She lets no good hair on me. She says, I am a Schlapp-tail.
She wants that I become Bürgermaster. But I want not to be Bürgermaster. I have nothing at the hat with the political shit.
I want my Ruah. And so I want make holidays on the moon. Without my bad half.
But I take my dog with me. He is a boxer. His name is Wurstl. So I want book a flight in your next Space Shuttle. But please give me not a window place. I woul kotz you the rocket full, because I am not swindle-free. And no standing-place please.
And please do not tell my wife that I want go alone. She has a big Schrot-gun. She would make a sieve from my ass.
I need not much comfort. A nice double-room with bath and klo and heating. And windows with look to the earth. So I can look through my far-glass and see my wife working on the potatoe field.
And I and my dog laugh us a branch. We will kringel ourself before laughing.
Is what loose on the moon? I need warm weather and I hope the sun shines every day. This is very good for my frost-boils.
I need not much. A good bread-time, a good Haxn and a Mass beer. Have they chew-tobacco on the moon? If not I bring it with. Is in the rocket place for my drive wheel?
Tell the man of the moon that I come. I hope he has no wife. We can make out-flights with my drive wheels. We can make craterwandering. I bring him the Bavarian national hymn bei. We can make tobacco chewing. We can drink a lot of hop-blossom-tea. I hope he is no Preiß! We can spuckaround the bet. We can make finger-hooking.
I bring the Bavarian flag with and we can dance shoeplattler around it.
Have they many flies on the moon? If yes, I bring my weather-frog with. He will get fat like a otter.
I want make 5 weeks holidays. When you have no new rocket after the five weeks, I wait for the next rain-bend and drive with my Radl.
Please make me a good price - under good friends. I cannot pay so peppered prices because my pocket money is not so much. Send your answer to my neighbour Wastl Hintermoser.

With friendly Servus

Your Xaver Kraxlhuber

PS: I dont fly when is full-moon. My dog, this big-Bazi, becomes always epileptic and makes so much noise

They actually talk in English? :o

So a Schmarrn.