street justice

i mean... well.... err...


...ta matey!

yours, haselore

no bun can be that dumb

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with the best regards from where the cool flowers just grow from joints
yours, haselore kohl

live from centro iberico

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last night i went up to der quartier de ahrberg down linden-süd - basically just round the corner from seelze.

in the old days this place used to be a sausage factory. a factory where the driver's grandmum had to stuff some dead pig's small bowels with poor-daddy-and-his-siblings' minced meat just after there immigration from spain which was about the mid of the last century

tonight the building had been dressed up for what was going to be the big celebrebation for the spanish team winning this year's world cup...

... and they even had a telly put on their and winning the ex-coup jules rimet they were taking really really seriously - so that bun was forced to act real smart by repudiating her true beliefs...

..so she could assimilate with the crowd and join them onna way directly into the centre of the celebrations down der deisterplatz!

...which is some old roundabout near the old hanomag factory building. once arrived bun had to realize that these days watching footie is way more popular than watching the beatles has ever been!

to make it short, all those spaniards in the summer were heavily loaded by they're team's success and the cops did have a very hard time...

but then it did get too much flagwaving for my beautiful self ...

so it was time to get back home and relax in my comfy chair and forget about all that annoying noise!

see you soon somewhere onna streets, yours haselore kohl

party's over

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yours, h. kohl

PS:

British Profiteers

just like one of the best bands inna world said, they usually do have their finger in every dirty pie, don't they?


but what would bun do if her car runs dry...


yours, haselore kohl

2.000.000 voices

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"bastard - die fotografieren unserer fahnen...!"


at least that's what hasmuth said was what the old lady had shouted towards him when he got caught by her posing in front of those flags for a photo just to piss bun off...


those simpleminded jerrys did have a big celebration after the victory over bun's favourite team


while some were just sitting in disbelief some others followed the old english custom of mooning your favourite sis....


so here know is my indepth report about der celebrations down bembel city...

and even in the german parliament those idiots were singing and praising there creator for this unsuspected triumph...

while some of the players were even swearing by the mighty editoress of LFK not to lose a single match during the course of this world cup...

but most of them just did what they are best at - getting into there cars and having a rally round jah's throne and playing there rather old fashioned instruments for celebration

well wot shoud i say, know that


yours, haselore kohl

no more idols - die hölle der nostalgie

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I have not been lazy and here know finally is part 2 of "erkennen sie der melodie"

know would you recognize the melody, after looking at the next picture?


yours, haselore

autogeddon

one of those hot days in early summer somebun happened to meet Möhre


that little guy had almost run your humble editoress down with his car, the exhaust pipe of which apparently was defect because you watch it extruding a small green cloud...


bun just thought "sue that prick for compensation" and quickly got on her way to get a faked medical certificate from a trustworthy specialist she was going to pass over to some solicitor who was onna take for testimony of her physical and mental injuries...


... to press some money out of Möhre's third party vehicle insurance for some better home and garden than the one she already owns!


but on her way back bun saw a sign fom the chap above to tell her to let go of her more than corrupt plan


and so she rather went on to someplace where she could get rid of most of her past sins...


and after all who would want to sue the arse off a nice guy like Möhre or have his compact car taken away from him for not perfectly matching current EC waste gas standards...


maybe he could take your humble editoress to one of her upcoming interview appointments that are due within the upcoming weeks... so bun decided to cool her temper down some atificial pasture


yours, haselore kohl

warriors of the highway

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onna sunday bun was only leaving the house to get some brew from the cornershop...

yours, haselore kohl

wot?

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... and somebun was left speechless - once again...

yours, h. kohl

the wizard of aus

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for today's upcoming match of the fritzen-squad against the australian national football team bun got a visit from an exchange student who lives down under in sydney but is here in germany know. your humble editoress bunked her in at michel vaillant's place just for the night of the game- cause her husband hasmuth's a square who dos not like any guests at there place! but michel does love guests and sometimes he does love wearing funny tanga bottoms in summer!


i had to pick kiwi up from the airport and it got really boring there to wait for her because the chairs were not that comfortable at all!


first we went to a typical german specialty shop because my pal kiwi... she does like drinks and picking fights like most of the bruces do!


and now somebun will have to redress to show some support for the fritzen team that these days hardly has any jerrys in its ranks - but rather lots of cool immigrantesses like your humble editoress!


bun nows, watching soccer (as the yanks call it) is just for bleeding idiots - one of which she most certainly is...!
love on the terraces, yours, haselore