Wednesday, August 29, 2007

427 Ss Silverado For Seal

main meal FREE

all assholes!

This story is at least 20 years. I was with my boyfriend in Crete.
We had booked a package holiday and stayed in any hotel in any Beach.
Nothing special.
to explore the island, we have even a motorcycle, sometimes borrowed a car. The main thing is not hanging around all day.
There was a service: Several times a day for a hotel bus to Heraklion. It was free.
Once we are mitgefahren evening and wanted to take the last bus back (in time for Abendfrass!)
When we arrived at the station, there were more passengers than Busplätze. The left already guessed wrong.
The bus stopped and all tried to push through the door.
A guy has in the doorway, his arms hineingestemmt right and left, so that no one came, except his stupid Meschpoke.

A ruthless woman hit him with her handbag on her arm and shrieked wildly. Others tugged at his clothes.
A ferocious cut and thrust!
We stood outside and watched the battle stunned.
stood next to us a couple who were Belgian. Quick
we agreed to take a taxi together to go to the hotel.

the entire cost of a few ridiculous drachmas! Nothing which would have blown up the holiday fund.
We drove past the bus full of crushed and saw the quarrelsome people.

Some stuck with their faces flattened against the window, it looked funny and we have very amused by the taxi.
were of course before we Arschgeigen in the hotel and waited for the bus.
limping, cursing, sweating and enemies for life they have left the vehicle.

evil eyes have thrown us ... Hehe .. I still laugh at those stupid Bratz.

But: THE CASE DOES NOTHING

Monday, August 20, 2007

High School By Shower

original

all assholes.

"original food" is held each year. In the inner city bands play on dozens of different stages. From heavy metal to reggae, techno, pop to comedy. Cool thing is this vain
and out is the motto.

people of all ages are represented at this event. In dry Weather nice double.
We were also there on Friday. I watched amused as the young people have gepogt and thought back to the days when I myself was at that age and we did the same.
A beer costs 4 EURO! Find I have been a bit much and I can understand that the boys and girls bring their own drinks. And
clear that even drunk before.

But I was totally annoyed:
A group of young people sitting drinking on the street and Kettwiger.
We go by. The moment right behind us slams a bottle on the pavement.
should I turn around and ask what. Laughter and scorn. No answer.
you put their heads together and laugh.
I'm angry.

few meters further, we again hear clink bottles. When we turn the corner, we again see youngsters making a kick out, throw the bottle into a construction site.
I am still angry and wonder if the most fun?

"Shut up" I get about a young woman replied.
I approached her and asked if that would be funny and what you want then!
"It's only ne site and we should not use the" anpöblen people, "I do not know that I would have used Krafausdrücke and gepöbelt.
brief discussion. We have argued Just that you can stand the bottle or in the nearby (10 meters) throws trash.
No, that's funny and yet we should fuck off and keep us in God and the Bible.
discussion was not possible. Laughter and foolish chatter, was more to be expected.

I often feel so helpless, but not always WANT to look away and tolerate everything!
see how you do it?

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Jeans Heels And Sweaters

assholes on benches

ALL ASSHOLES

Yesterday I again breakneck cycled home. On the road Rüttenscheider an obviously drunk guy sat on a bench. He pimped
aloud.

, the "rue" there was a traffic jam, I had to dismount from my bike.
bleats The Drunk and gestures. When I look at him, he makes windscreen wiper movements before his sonnenbebrillten Kopp. He also shook the ugly, red beet.
I was wondering what that is.
"Look forward," he stammered and went on with his windshield wipers.
I then copied my hand, this gesture, mimicry is supposed to help create sympathy. Seems to be

failed in this case. He barked and bleated more behind me than I was finally allowed to continue.

ASSHOLE

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Running Spandex Crazy Designs

cyclists can be assholes

Yesterday I am about 5 KM driven home by the company with the bike. For there is a fine thing if it is not terribly strenuous.
There is only partially cycling and I have to drive a good deal on a narrow, busy shopping street. I have no alternative but to use this road, the sidewalk is also much bevökert.
On the opposite lane and the cars parked a van that stood behind it naturally wanted to quickly stop by. As a cyclist you are so invisible. That one still part of the street is claimed to overlook.
The car that drove toward me just pass me by. He has not hit me, but I have almost torn apart with fear the handlebars and could hear my own scream.
class. Well to start the day.

evening I drove the same route home. The off was full, as it is after 18 clock forever. The traffic jammed up and I had to classify myself, for lack of bike path.
I then decided to go into a side street, which is rather narrow.

behind me turned down with a car engine howling. He played with the gas, but did not pass me by. The road is, as I said, a one-way and right and left parked cars.

He was close on his heels and shoved. Of course I have taken good right before I left and drove slowly up the street. Him hot on his heels. He wanted to scare me and have always been gas and tried to overtake me, what did not work out because he otherwise would have had me umnieten.
At the end of the street he turned to screeching from the right while I was taking a shortcut through a construction site and then at the next main road at the traffic light to stand.
And when he came angebrettert already. He also had to wait at a traffic light. This showed "green" and he shot past with screeching wheels and loud cries of all the other car, overtook on the right and raced like a complete idiot with speeding past at all. So we both were

ASSHOLES! (Has also been good times)

Monday, August 6, 2007

Rikers Visiting Days For A -l

stranger in town

Saturdays like to come once strangers from the surrounding food in the metropolis. This happened last Saturday.
An elderly man from W (Double U upper valley) crawled to his vehicle in the direction of parking and the entrance of the parking garage.
seems uncertain, he was first once standing in the driveway, so of course no one had the chance to get into the car park.
He is after all older, non-local and looking in the rearview mirror, you have not learned 1945th He and his wife asked passersby for directions, I could not hear what is said Dermann, but obviously he had to family Wuppertal, way back to take.
Imagine: driveway to the parking garage, my car is 10 cm behind him (because he has slowed down abruptly) and behind me already various vehicles and finally wanted to park once.

upset I did not want me ... Back

means for the driver from the UW: reverse and drive.
Once again, a look in the mirror is not necessary, it is after all non-local.
I knew it already and I honked long and wide.
felt then, the woman called me to explain away the insult. One could but times have a little patience!
I Did! But I would not necessarily be apart from the guy my little car and found there is more than aware of me to warn him accordingly! But I still would
insulted.

The end of the song! All others had to reset their cars, so the guy could turn his car.