Wake Up To Asses

"It was here! I swear it was! I locked it and everything!"
German Old Man Loses His Bike
The authorities have finally drawn a line beneath their paranoia about Hitler's bunker and marked it with a discreet plaque. This man, Rochus Misch, a former trusted guard of the monkey-like and moustachioed Meister of Menace, helped them to find where it was. The fear is that skinheads will pilgrimage to the site and perform homosexual pagan rites around it. Luckily, though, there are many residential buildings nearby and they would be conspicuous.
Sometimes Christy is awoken in the night by the ghost of Hitler. His majestic presence arises through the floor, and appears towering over his bed, a sinister figure torn by the flames of hell. "I loved my mother, Christy. Do you? Do you know how to love with my force?" Then the sand falls from the sleepy boy's eyes, and a new dawn arises, and Christy is resolved anew to have his vengeance.

Comments
Snore...another blog by expats saying expatty stuff about their host country they'll never understand...
By the way did you know that Germans like to fold their toilet paper before wiping, while Brits prefer to scrunch up their bogroll. Pure hell for international toilet paper marketers.
UG; June 13, 2006 1:02 PM
By the way did you know that Germans like to fold their toilet paper before wiping, while Brits prefer to scrunch up their bogroll. Pure hell for international toilet paper marketers.
SG; June 13, 2006 1:03 PM
Snore...another person who hasn't quite caught up with modernity.
Pete; June 13, 2006 5:43 PM