Deutschland sucht den Superhonk
Air Berlin Flug nach CGN. Dienstag morgen. Alle stehen in einer Reihe am boarding gate. Bis auf den einen Wichser, oder besser adliger Wichser, wie ein Blick auf seine Bordkarte verrät. Der glaubt, einfach so an allen vorbei zu dürfen. Hat dann aber keine Eier in der adligen Anzughose, als ich ihn nach hinten schicke.…
Aussie Fragments, pt MCMXVII
Aussie humour hasn’t changed that much though. Still nearly no sense of irony or sarcasm, but sometimes the blunt ones are the best:
Post-Homophobic Australia
One small thing I had forgotten when I wrote my enthusiastic piece about Australia’s enlightment. They even have public Glory Holes! “Golden Hole” is the Aussie slang word for it and they are even signposted from the highway – way to go Berlin! Hats off.
The Good Old Days (Battle of the Centuries, pt I)
C-Club last Tuesday was much better than Umbaupause No More. Small. Loud. Extremely loud. Bad Religion in good form, didn’t see any respirators or rollators. Only old songs, thank you for that. Straight and to the point. Me liked.
Umbaupause No More
Went to see Faith No More at the Zitadelle last Saturday. Shared a totally cramped UBahn with lots of Barca fans (and some Arsenal supporters, wtf?). Nice. Sweat. Beer. Male cuddling and jiffing going on. Rrrrrrrrrr. Arrived at Zitadelle to find that the Umbaupause was still going on … and on … and on and…