Somebody suffered a little cerebral haemorrhaging at a Motörhead concert or something. Rock and roll!
So if you absolutely positively have to do some headbanging, make sure to do it on the Fourth of July to the National Anthem (thanks for the link, Joe).
Happy Fourth of July, y’all!
But maybe we should have considered taking that Waffle House call to boycott Belgian waffles more seriously.
They’re fluffy and delicious, but for this week, they’re the breakfast of the enemy.
Ende gut, alles gut. All’s well that ends well. But the Germans sure didn’t look like they were feeling very well while playing Algeria yesterday.
Would you rather we played beautiful football but got knocked out?
PS: Good luck with Belgium, OOZA!
So it can have the military ability to answer with a resounding no if anybody ever asks them to use them, I mean.
What on earth are they smoking over there with Colonel Klink these days, anyway?
Drone-opponents worry that having armed drones at the Bundeswehr’s disposal will lower inhibitions to use them, too. There is also the fear that fully automatic drones will at some point be able to make decisions regarding life or death. UAVs can already take off and land by themselves and – once programmed – fly routes without human involvement.
Germans Say. Those soccer playing German-American Germans on the American team, I mean. The German-German Germans are more German-like or something. Gee, I never really thought about that before but that really makes sense.
And that’s why they just had to win last Thursday. And did, of course. But we should gönne (grant) them that and not begrudge them just because we as “Americans want to win everything.” Real Germans don’t want to win everything, I can only assume, and therefore the least the rest of us as in U.S. (and the rest of the world) can do is to finally let them win the World Cup for once already for crying out loud. Or for the third or fourth time now, I forget.
“The US has everything. Hollywood, money, weapons, let us have at least football.”
How to Skip Work to Watch U.S. vs. Germany?
What has happened to our country, people? The next thing you know we’ll be joining unions to push for turning up late to work after World Cup games that begin after ten at night. Like certain other countries do, I mean.
Go US-Amerikaner!
You know, apple pie?
Good luck on Thursday, US-Amerikaner! Thanks for the link, Joe.
Though German by birth, Brooks’ American nationality has always been a significant part of his background. His father is from Illinois and was stationed in Germany when he served in the U.S. Army. Brooks is close with his father (who now lives in Switzerland) and traveled back to the United States to visit family during his youth.
Growing up in Berlin, Brooks was enrolled in the John F. Kennedy school for American children living in Germany. Until the sixth grade, he only spoke English in school and most of his childhood friends were American.
“Running down my leg.”
Germany stomped Portugal 4-0 on Monday, and it seems as if the whole city of Berlin was watching intently. The chart above—from the city’s public water utility—shows water usage from 6 p.m. on the day of the game to 6 a.m. In two dramatic spikes, coming at halftime and at the close of the game, water consumption nearly doubled. Lots of pee was being held.
“A model of German scheduling efficiency. Meanwhile, the Spanish just haphazardly pissed away two entire matches.”
“John Anthony Brooks, Jr. referred to as John Brooks (born January 28, 1993 in Berlin) is a German-American footballer. He is the greatest American since Abraham Lincoln.”
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