31.10. 2005

lauft die blau miesen kommen

A night at the Opera

Well not at the Opera. A night in Bochum. In the Bermuda Dreieck. One week ago. At some bar, I forgot the name, sorry. But we made PICTURES!
Pictures with a lot of red eyes. I'm not that happy with the result but what you see here is already a lot better than the original photographs.

	Ruth, Britta, Ingo & Tina. [Setting out]		The fridge. [Restless motion]
	Ruth & Thomas. [Beyond the... ]		Ruth & me. [... horizons]
	All of us, except the almighty photographer of Schlagmichtot. [Lands must... ]		All of us. [... be golden]
	Ben, Thomas & Ruth. [Sister by the hand]		Ben [Pure heart trusting in]
	Ruth, once again. [Shining eyes... ]		Ingo [... when she looked up at him]
	Last pictures at...		... the train station. [Deine Lakaien - The walk to the moon]

Kitchen stories

On Ben's birthday, we (four guys: Ben, Sven, Thomas & me) had a lot of fun with magnetic poetry. Some highlights:

Lüge und schwimm draußen für Schönheit - Lie and swim outside for beauty.

lauft die blau miesen kommen

eine pfirsich wurst zu sein ist seltsam - to be a peach sausage is strange

meister umarmen gerne einige Arme

Dunkel Visionen riechen schwarz - dark visions smell black

Größe Dschungel Bruste sind Spitze aber Po Haare ist mein Leben - huge djungle tits are great but butt hair is my life

enorm bitter blasen - children should not read this

Göttin schlaf mit Mann und schüttel die morgen stange - goddess sleep with man and shake the morning rod

wer betrunken liebt sabbert saft flüsterte er

sing über wunderbare bizarre Flaumfüße und liebe einen abstoßend goldenen anzug

ich denk mein fass sagt pfirsich wurst - i think my barrel says peach sausage

I'm really sorry for all my readers who don't understand german (Are there any? I hope so) but my english is simply not good enough to translate all of this nonsense. Maybe Ben can help me with the remaining sayings someday. Ben? Beeeennnnnnnnn?

PS: I really hate the four column layout for pictures. Every time I use it, I get tired of coming up with a clever comment for each picture.

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