Monday, July 26, 2010

72



I know, the answer is 42 ;-)

Saturday a Chinese man was standing in front of the house when we came home.
Later on he rang our bell. I opened, he came up the stairs and asked in a German quite good actually if I knew a soandso. (no)

But this is K-Street 27?
No, I said, 27 must be down the street, this is 72.

... oh, I mean 72!

We repeated this funny game once more and finally someone came out who knew soandso.

Poor man.
In German we say zwei und siebzig (two and seventy).

But I wrote about this and the weird guys from France already here...

Sunday we were too lazy to cook, so the Wok-Man was our choice. He found number 72, but...

Well I just talked about sizes concerning food - I managed to eat this:



And will have a bit today, too, and the rest then sadly goes down the drain!
Why??? Just who should eat all of this???


Really do wonder what´ll happen, who´lll take responsibity for the stampede at the Love- or rather Death-Parade. I really, really fail to understand how that could have happened. How frightening! To get smashed to death by people stepping on you. In a civilised country! How horrible, too, to have to step on another human being. (or anything alife)

1 comment:

Hammy said...

Fear does strange things to the human beastie.