Yes, sports fans, should I say watt watt already said was - crying while the blue-white Dröppsken ma wieder'n Ströphchen because sie'n have roof damage (now officially), commends the rest of us Football in Germany over the black and yellow clover. And the only ones who are ignoring datt our heroes in person. The focus instead on to Hanover, Mainz, Bayern, Freiburg and Hamburg SV, now 6, direct tracker . Leathery to And in a formidable efficiency because you tremble the ears. By focusing this is always so ne thing. For example, I just can indeed rather poor, and then focus only briefly. This gives the maximum 5-6 minutes. Watt's it is ... well mostly. If the BVB are so focused by 6 minutes, then he gives a s wanted Germany's number one real (the eagle, not the team) 3 stalls and a decision as the game - hats off, helmet on it - Tin Soldier! And as I attended the pouring of which is the following report: Friday afternoon
= service end! So I was in good spirits, like every Friday, my brain from the porter and exchanged it for a second Liver one, should turn out during the day as a really good exchange business, because I caught a fine specimen. Whoever took my brain, because it relies on the false description of "barely used" was pure, he will have gotten ... Whatever! hatched from home, in the light beer, casual suit and then in the City, where I met up with Tobi michel beer (yeah, he's still alive ... maybe), and the rest of the car and crew to Örn mill. After a leisurely drive from the A1 and the completely orphaned cross-Leverkusen, we found two parking spaces at a remote location Florian Silbereisen poster. Had sheltered the car probably only under a crucifix (Or a large Kreutz) stood. Elegant we snaked us through the stadium near residential area, through security and through the lower block regions. Course has not been previously cleared of fluid balance and - be it hereby anticipated - over the next two hours kept stable. Before kick-off made me sink even the South Korean Se-Hen Stalker his respects and congratulated me for the title Bichtelionair 2011 - but I do not take compliments to you before Drops is sucked.
I need to play the expert readers of this blog does not say much. In a half-time we were just blessed that the ball rolling again at last, and in 2nd Half we were blessed because ten thousand BVB'ler rocked the stadium and the 34th Haberland Victory in the 27th Game celebrated.
The walk back to the car still offered a little highlight, for when we wanted to schlawänzeln through the police cordon, I spoke to one of the state organs. His question, "How did you arrived?" Ignored me kindly as I suspected, he would lead me home, I would have had to deny what he had thus embarrassed in front of his colleagues ... My polite behavior but was misinterpreted what Tobi gave me a dressing and a through prohibition. But now our ambition was aroused, and we broke through, after a Täuschungsmannöver, the police line just in another place, while the rest of the troops, however, chose a different path. He went and Tobi, I and King alcohol residential area by the aforementioned. Ultimately, we found but Florian, the park attendant.
The return journey I slept in part, after the troops in Dortmund severed I moved me for nourishment and acute cube need first on the bridge road and then into the farmer's market, where until late into the night, the dice were gegroßkreuzt.
Conclusion:
The ball is rolling, the drinks
Hinni,
of Tobi drinks -
Dortmund wins
See you Laet, assassin!
= service end! So I was in good spirits, like every Friday, my brain from the porter and exchanged it for a second Liver one, should turn out during the day as a really good exchange business, because I caught a fine specimen. Whoever took my brain, because it relies on the false description of "barely used" was pure, he will have gotten ... Whatever! hatched from home, in the light beer, casual suit and then in the City, where I met up with Tobi michel beer (yeah, he's still alive ... maybe), and the rest of the car and crew to Örn mill. After a leisurely drive from the A1 and the completely orphaned cross-Leverkusen, we found two parking spaces at a remote location Florian Silbereisen poster. Had sheltered the car probably only under a crucifix (Or a large Kreutz) stood. Elegant we snaked us through the stadium near residential area, through security and through the lower block regions. Course has not been previously cleared of fluid balance and - be it hereby anticipated - over the next two hours kept stable. Before kick-off made me sink even the South Korean Se-Hen Stalker his respects and congratulated me for the title Bichtelionair 2011 - but I do not take compliments to you before Drops is sucked.
I need to play the expert readers of this blog does not say much. In a half-time we were just blessed that the ball rolling again at last, and in 2nd Half we were blessed because ten thousand BVB'ler rocked the stadium and the 34th Haberland Victory in the 27th Game celebrated.
The walk back to the car still offered a little highlight, for when we wanted to schlawänzeln through the police cordon, I spoke to one of the state organs. His question, "How did you arrived?" Ignored me kindly as I suspected, he would lead me home, I would have had to deny what he had thus embarrassed in front of his colleagues ... My polite behavior but was misinterpreted what Tobi gave me a dressing and a through prohibition. But now our ambition was aroused, and we broke through, after a Täuschungsmannöver, the police line just in another place, while the rest of the troops, however, chose a different path. He went and Tobi, I and King alcohol residential area by the aforementioned. Ultimately, we found but Florian, the park attendant.
The return journey I slept in part, after the troops in Dortmund severed I moved me for nourishment and acute cube need first on the bridge road and then into the farmer's market, where until late into the night, the dice were gegroßkreuzt.
Conclusion:
The ball is rolling, the drinks
Hinni,
of Tobi drinks -
Dortmund wins
See you Laet, assassin!
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