Saturday, October 9, 2004

To Hatte Tegnefilm Sang

I love my girlfriend. Oh yes, I do. The mood

God, how beautiful days may yet be? Although with heights, but also with St. Andrew's column depths. But I'll keep it short.

My friend came to me, so I had to interrupt an interesting conversation with Gerold, which made me a bit sour. But what then my room came to light, compensated for this. First of all, my girlfriend looked stunningly good. I had actually gone short the spit and my drive came forward to speak concisely. But there was nothing to drive, because I remembered then that I even wanted to give something and I had not the faintest haze, what could it be this. So I went to the box. She had previously commanded to take everything very slowly. So I had pretty good abfummeln each strip scotch tape until I could remove the first package. Under them are about ten layers of aluminum foil, all with such fun things like "it's fun?", Were "Are you still not ready for?" or "Man, you're slow." were labeled. The shape of the Presents was initially close to a DVD. When I then but the last layer of aluminum foil and a layer of bread wrapping paper away, I saw a plastic wrap that it was just a transparent plastic cover in the form of a DVD case. It was obviously a CD. This I had to also be "sooo slow!" . Unpack I did too. And what was gottverflucht again there? I could not believe it and had my girlfriend at this moment just simply adorable. I would have given her a child, I would not be dedicated to the CD booklet. The Cure - Blood Flowers in the original! I jumped through the air. Literally.

are Afterward we went to eat. Marry, and waitresses in our favorite restaurant was, of course, immediately informed of the special occasion, which meant that we got our food for free. And what one thing: The steak was twice as large as usual. Towards the end I had to fight really going to bring everything down. They said afterwards that I was a glutton and eat a normal person, a 700 g steak in 15 minutes would. No matter. The blood in the disc mixed up fun with the herb butter, which I posted a friendly annoying toddler that immediately began to cry when I said that these were the remains of his grandmother. We then went back before his mother.

gave At Home the usual between human activities would, if a little better today, I think:>

I'm too lazy to write of the annoying things.
Postlobotomische Regards, Dieter
mold.

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