Remember that story about the nymphomaniac lady and that DJ whimp?
Well I guess she finally had one sexual adventure too many. After yet another night of wild Ausschweifung (debauchery), the guy who woke up next to her this time couldn’t get her to do the same (next to him).
Hey, at least she died with her boots on, so-to-speak.
Antje C. (47) zog häufig durch die Kneipen, immer auf der Suche nach dem nächsten Erotik-Kick.
Munich was the next big German city that suddenly and inexplicably lost power in a big way. But there is absolutely nothing to worry about here, people, because/and I quote: “We do not know what caused the technical problem but it has nothing to do with the energy turnaround or all this talk about unstable power grids.”
Many Munich residents took to social networking site Twitter to voice fears that such power cuts could become more frequent as Germany implements a wide-ranging program to switch from fossil and nuclear fuels to renewable energy.
Stromversorgung in Deutschland laut Netzagentur trotzdem sehr zuverlässig.
€9.50 ($12.30) for an Oktoberfest beer? And that in September?
Damn that must be good brew.
Before long, even the most hard-bitten cynics can’t help but climb up on a bench (dancing on tables is frowned upon) and belt out the lyrics of newly learned folk song.
They really made these things to last.
Asking for naked volunteers in Germany is kind of like asking if anybody is interested in having some Freibier (free beer). Especially when the nakedness has to do with uplifting Kunst and culture and crap like that. Not to mention, heaven forbid, Richard Wagner himself.
That’s why American photographer Spencer Tunick shamelessly exploited this German schamelessness and painted a whole heap of naked Germans red and gold for his art installation interpretation thingy of scenes from the opera “Der Ring des Nibelungen.”
Art for art’s sake or something. Let’s get nekkid. Boy, I’m arted out for this week. EntARTet, so-to-speak.
Tunick was invited to create the work by the Bavarian State Opera.
And it’s all been downhill, if you ask me.
“A Munich disc jockey held for five hours as a sex slave by a 47-year-old German woman said on Monday he would press charges of sexual coercion and deprivation of freedom against a woman he had met just a few hours earlier in a local pub.”
So let me get this straight. The consenting man goes home with the consenting woman to, you know, consent and all that. And then this, uh, man, ends up calling the police to have them “rescue him” after she locked him inside her place, “hid the key and forced him to have repeated sex with her?”
This is beyond me. Am I the only one who doesn’t understand this? I don’t get grossed out easily but I think I’m about to barf.
“She was sex mad and there was no way out.”
As Wikipedia informs us, a flash mob (or flashmob) “is a group of people who assemble suddenly in a public place, perform an unusual and sometimes seemingly pointless act for a brief time, then disperse, often for the purposes of entertainment, satire, artistic expression.”
Well, Munich officials clearly aren’t in the mood for entertainment, satire or artistic expression these days (it is Christmas season here after all, bah, humbug) and are threatening with 1000 euro fines anyone who decides to follow a Facebook flashmob call to stand still at the city’s famous Marienplatz for five full minutes this coming Saturday.
It’s pretty clear that they don’t want the flashmob to interfere with the Christmas mob because this could lead to mob warfare and we all know who would win that one, right? Man do I ever pity the flashmobbing fool who gets in the way of those folks.
Uns geht es nicht um das Stehenbleiben, sondern um Blockaden.
Now that’s what I call another gelungene (successful) and jolly old Oktoberfest.
And this year’s lost and found items were pretty interesting, too: Along with the 500 wallets, 400 cell phones, the crutches and the wheelchairs (that beer really can work wonders) and the 1300 pieces of clothing (they won’t say what kind), some false teeth, a Wiking helmet, a megaphone and a Blattheuschrecke (grasshopper) also got handed in. One year somebody even showed up with a glass eye.
Zum Wohl!
“He who bids and heuls away, may live to bid another day.”
Thousands of people jeered in Munich when the International Olympic Committee’s decision to select Pyeongchang of South Korea over the German city as the host of the 2018 Winter Olympics was announced on Wednesday.
Heul doch , Heul doch!
wenn du damit fertig bist dan bitte geh doch
was,was,was,was wilst du noch?
Observing Hermann 