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Brief eines Bayern an die NASA
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 schnapflhuber. the king of bavaria was my clock-clock-grandfather. i stand on a very bad food 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 schlap-tail. she wants that i become bürgermaster. but i want not be bürgermaster. i have nothing on 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 would 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 of my ass. i need not much comfort. a nice double-room with bath and kloo and heating. and windows with look at the earth. so i am look through my farglass and see my wife working on the potato field. and i and my dog laugh us a brunch (hähä) we will krungel ourself before laughing (höhöhöhö) 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. greeting from bayern
-------------- Liebe Grüße 11i °""° You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one . . . °""° |
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