with Mark kapinski Michalek , katrin baumer, flo heiner und deef pirmasens
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Best Deal On Outlaw Tires
the reading to the dogs
whow come on, biiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!!!!
mein langgezogener schrei schallt über die ganze tribüne, geht unter im allgemeinen lärm, ein wenig spucke bleibt mir im bart hängen.
ich nehme einen schluck bier aus dem plastikbecher und zerknittere den zettel in meiner anderen hand ohne es zu merken.
es ist kühl und feucht hier draussen, später abend, der himmel leuchtet geheimnisvoll dunkelviolett und es liegt eine gewisse spannung in der luft.
und ja, er will wirklich, kraftvoll fliegen die beine über den sand, scheinen ihn kaum zu berühren und doch hinterlassen die pfoten kleine löcher mit small piles on the ground beside it.
as if he would listen mic, as he would run only for me tonight, ran my dog by the last curve on the final straight of to Sandoval, is far ahead in this hunt rabbits on the orange, which is never caught and is undoubtedly cross the finish line first.
God personally would send his ninja warrior lightning from the sky and the earth would open up and swallow the dog so winning this would still be avoided.
rich but sometimes far more mundane things, like a huge cock.
just in the moment where I want to go back a final jubilant read, get tangled up just that oversized scrotum in the shaved hind legs of rapid sprinters, and wraps around the leg in an art that as him just before the finish in a spectacular places on the snout. but of something.
remains stuck in the throat drop me, my looks petrified when he is overtaken by the rest of the dogs.
I suffer with him, am not sure whether the humiliation that he learned of the other dogs but does not have a bit more painful than this unfortunate incident.
I tear the paper, was so sure with number five. that upon presentation of the dog, while all the other worthy in the small circle around your own cock strutted around, has shitting in the middle of the alley, made him sympathetic, plus you do not need to be a genius to know the lighter dog run faster.
still pondering on these things while I austrinke my beer, even the dogs are presented for the next run, time to take a difficult decision. 
whow come on, biiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!!!!
mein langgezogener schrei schallt über die ganze tribüne, geht unter im allgemeinen lärm, ein wenig spucke bleibt mir im bart hängen.
ich nehme einen schluck bier aus dem plastikbecher und zerknittere den zettel in meiner anderen hand ohne es zu merken.
es ist kühl und feucht hier draussen, später abend, der himmel leuchtet geheimnisvoll dunkelviolett und es liegt eine gewisse spannung in der luft.
und ja, er will wirklich, kraftvoll fliegen die beine über den sand, scheinen ihn kaum zu berühren und doch hinterlassen die pfoten kleine löcher mit small piles on the ground beside it.
as if he would listen mic, as he would run only for me tonight, ran my dog by the last curve on the final straight of to Sandoval, is far ahead in this hunt rabbits on the orange, which is never caught and is undoubtedly cross the finish line first.
God personally would send his ninja warrior lightning from the sky and the earth would open up and swallow the dog so winning this would still be avoided.
rich but sometimes far more mundane things, like a huge cock.
just in the moment where I want to go back a final jubilant read, get tangled up just that oversized scrotum in the shaved hind legs of rapid sprinters, and wraps around the leg in an art that as him just before the finish in a spectacular places on the snout. but of something.
remains stuck in the throat drop me, my looks petrified when he is overtaken by the rest of the dogs.
I suffer with him, am not sure whether the humiliation that he learned of the other dogs but does not have a bit more painful than this unfortunate incident.
I tear the paper, was so sure with number five. that upon presentation of the dog, while all the other worthy in the small circle around your own cock strutted around, has shitting in the middle of the alley, made him sympathetic, plus you do not need to be a genius to know the lighter dog run faster.
still pondering on these things while I austrinke my beer, even the dogs are presented for the next run, time to take a difficult decision.
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