
Oh look, there’s a redesign!
Ein Mann trifft eine Frau in einer Kneiper in Thailand. Sie sind beide Perverse, und sie entscheiden sich also in ein Park zu poppen. Sie geniessen es so sehr, dass sie heiraten.
Sie wählen ein andere Ehepaar zu fotografieren; Sie heisst Laura und Martin, und sie haben viele Probleme. Einer morgens am Frühstuck entdeckt Laura dass Martin eine Scheide hat, und sie ist sehr traurig. Sie is sehr traurig, dass sie nach Russland fliegt, wo Ralph auf sie wartet. Mit Ihren Kraften von überreden er verleitet sie zu ihren Hause, wo sie sich auszieht, also könnte Fotos machen.
Der arme Martin hat ein gebrochenes Herz, so Eva fühlt sich schlecht für ihn. Sie fängt mit ihn anzureden, un bald sie spielen Nackttennis um Spaß zu haben.
I didn’t write that.
It’s basically a little diary I was intending on making when I went to Berlin. I gave up when I got into Hbf.
16:06 – Right, so hello. Im currently stuck in Luton with no Wi-Fi connectivity. And Im delayed. Brilliant.
19:07 – Plane still hasnt took off. And its sweltering.
19:11 – Theyre removing our baggage. And the crew. And the pilot.
19:12 – Flight was cancelled. And were going to a hotel.
20:38 – Our plan is now to go to Dortmund at 4am and catch an ICE to Berlijn. Yay.
20:55 – I am now a gangster.
22:35 – Still on the floor. Tired now. What I would give right now to be Natalie, with her comfortable Eurostar train and comfortable surroundings. Still not in a hotel as of yet.
23:09 – On a taxi.
23:59 – We got onto me and Jedds room at the hotel. 70 miles in about 11 hours.
00:01 – Still in that hotel room. I mean, two minutes. COME ON.
03:35 – Had about one hour sleep. Morale at this point is goddamn low.
04:02 – The coach leaves for the airport.
06:36 – The plane takes off, and on time.
09:03 – We land in Dortmund. We then caught a bus to the tram and to the train station.
10:45 – We get on a RegioExpress service to Minden – and die from exhaustion.
13:35 – We reformed and boarded the ICE train to Berlin.
15:20 – Arrived in Berlin – stood the entire way!
And soon I’ll be making a departure. I don’t mean a departure from this blog, I mean a departure from this country. Brilliant! Now in the meantime, I have quite a few things that I need to share with you many readers. Hey, I don’t think I get that many readers, but I think it may be quite a few. With no further ado, time to share with the world what my figures are thinking at this current moment.
According to quite a few of my many readers, I am now German. I mean, it’s hard to believe. A British person, becoming German. It’s amazing. Alright, I did kinda confuse them with random interjections of Dutch and German – causing confusion is to be expected. Also, ever since I’ve had a Dutch phrase as my MSN status, I’ve had numerous people attempting to communicate with me in Dutch. Which always turns out fun.
Yes. I am afraid that I am going to Germany, to a small village on the outskirts of the German Democratic Republic that is called Berlin. There also used to be a rather large wall going through the centre of it, because these two neighbours just loved bickering about useless topics like the advantages of communism over capitalism. Communism is obviously better than capitalism, because those deplorable bankers would be living in the doorways, just like everyone else.
Oh, sorry, I crossed the railway tracks on a rather large tangent there. I’ll be going to Berlin to learn some more German. Hopefully I won’t randomly start speaking Dutch… even though I know less Dutch than German, I feel slightly more confident in it. Or is that over IRC? Anyway, we’ll be harassed by an excessive amount of Romanian pests, or priests, if your name is Paul.
Anyway, during my time, I promise not to ever make any sarcastic comments to anyone. Well, promises can be broken.
*fog-horn*
It’s like Coronation Street. But it’s slightly more periodical than that soap opera. Today in this episode, school ended! People retired, and people left school. Nothing exciting happened.
Well, apart from some ridiculous idea to enclose me within a birthday cake for a certain someone’s birthday. It’s a brilliant idea, especially when they set me alight.
I’ll keep you posted about the antics in Berlin! Bye now!