Lessee now. This is pretty twisted.
"Don't explain to me, lovey, about the [Umlauf]. She still thinks that I am deaf, and so far it's working fine. That Austrian beer may taste of horse urine. I've never actually had horse piss, so it's an assumption. Please send more pretzels."
Editor's note: The idea taht Austrian beer resembles equine metabolic tailings is simple barbarism. I've been to Vienna, had the beer, and it's better than anything you'll find north of, say, Frankfurt. The writer is a certifiable boor, or has a sensory deficit.
Editor's itchyological companion's note: The above text is the sort of meaningless gibberish associated with chat rooms wherein absurd, esoteric and often soft-core scenarios are group-spewed into the trembling net. We don't do that sort of stuff here, whoa no. |
