Antonia!

Ich bin so glücklich, zu hören, daß Sie zu Hause und Wieder herstellen sind!

Nicht mehr von dem freundlich von der Unterhaltung für dich.

Halten Sie beide Füße aus den Grund!

I am so happy to hear that you're at home and recovering!

No more of that kind of entertainment for you. Keep both feet on the ground!;)

Ja, mein Gott.

Ich bin sicher schon als Kind hast du deine Eltern zu Tode geängstigt und über deinen Fahrstil möchte ich gar nicht erst nachdenken. Ich hab ja auf die 800er Intruder getippt aber inzwischen könnt ich mir dich auch gut auf nem japanischen Rennschwein vorstellen.

Tu ich aber nicht!

Warum? Weil ich noch ruhig schlafen will!

Kannst du nicht einfach Bahnfahren, fettarm essen, Rasen mähen lassen, mal ein gutes BUCH lesen, Stricken lernen, ... ähm, naja ok, schon gut.

Also, ich fürchte das heißt "nein".

Auch gut. *S

Ich hoffe du langweilst dich jetzt wenigstens zu Tode zu Hause; Ja, Strafe muß nun mal sein!

Und dann hast du ja auch viel Zeit hier mal ein bißchen Bewegung zu machen, ist gerade recht ruhig hier.

Die Finger sind alle noch dran, wa?

*kkk gus

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(for Paolo)

(No, goddammit, EVERYBODY, enjoy!)

Yes, my God.

I am surely already as a child you your parents to death be frightened and about your style of driving would not even like I to think. I have on the 800er Intruder tapped however in the meantime can I you also well on nem Japanese running pig imagine.

Do not do I however!

Why? Because I want to sleep still calmly!

You cannot eat simply course driving, with low fat, lawns maehen to leave, times a good BOOK to read, cords learn... aehm, naja ok, already well. Thus, I am afraid am called "no".

Also well. *S

I hope you bore myself now at least to death at home; Yes, punishment must be now times! And then you have to make also much time here times little movement, are straight quite calmly here.

The fingers are all still to, wa?

*KKK gus

And the monkey wrapped his tail around the flagpole

to show his asshole

to the one, two, three...

(that means, ähm well, nothing.)

Antonia,

Glad to hear you’re out of the hosp.

Broken ribs; there are three pieces of advice I have for you on this

The three deadly don’ts

1. Don’t cough

2. Don’t laugh

3. The worst of all, don’t sneeze.

You probably already know all of these but for those who have never broken ribs, remember the three deadly don’ts.

And you all thought banding was bad

German speak I not. If let me you will I post in sentences whose words unfamiliar sequences have.

Antonia important to me is. Happy I am that O.K. is she. Brusied and broken from her ordeal but alive.

Lady Antonia in all of our hearts a place has forever.

Glad am I that home and mending is she.

A-1

O.K., Gus, is this better?

Deutsch spricht ich nicht. Wenn läßt, daß mich Sie ich werden, stelle in Sätzen auf, deren Wörter unbekannte Reihenfolgen haben.

Antonia der wichtig ist für mich ist. Glücklich bin ich jener O.K. sie ist. Brusied und gebrochen von ihrem ordeal aber lebend. Frau Antonia in allen von unseren Herzen hat ein Ort ewig. Froh bin ich jener Heim und Ausbessern ist sie.

A-1

(familiar could become I with this. Awkward it is less.)

(Vertraut könnte werden ich mit dies. Ungeschickt ist es weniger.)

How did do I?

You sound like that old jedi-potato from StarWars, what'sits'sname...

I was using that babelfish.altavista.com (http://babelfish.altavista.com/) just for a change. *G

But, paolo, I must admit, you seem to have something better.

My god, never thought german could be so difficult to translate...

...do you remember how Carrie Fischer laid on that old potato almost naked in that slave garb in that Star Wars sequel movie?

Well, I am practicing.

Maybe if I can gain 400 Kg or so when Antonia gets well I can get her and Vi to come and lay naked on my belly.

Too bad though because if fat I get fuck me they will not! *ggg* And hard though it may be find it I will not!

What do you think?

Gus, do you realize that the garb that knife crazy wench in your picture is wearing looks like it was stolen from Darth Vader's wardrobe closet? So tell me, does she breathe heavy like he did?

A-1

I'm sorry that I've both been away & very busy this week (not even posted a chapter/story which is unusual for me) & so somehow missed this tragic news.

Get well soon dearest Anthonia, particularly as we still have an outstanding appointment!

PUEROS

Thank you all,

Dear Pueros , Paolo , Raymond , Linda , River for your good advise but I learnt the painfull way , Matt, Andrew and Richard ,

Gus and A-1 stop this I am laughing my a... off and this really hurts

His name is Yoda http://www.starwars.com/databank/charac ... index.html

and his english is better than Paolo's german

Ohhh god...all this laughing hurts

your antonia

Laughter is the BEST medicine.

Just don't laugh hard enough to puncture a lung.

I was talking about Jabba the Hutt

antonia (imported) wrote: Sun Jun 09, 2002 5:44 am http://www.starwars.com/databank/character/

jabbathehutt/index.html

Carrie Fisher (Princess Leia Organa) (watta lay-ah!) used his body as a pillow of sorts and layed on him in nothing more than a bikini and in chains, no less! Maybe I will make my slave girls lounge around in the nude in their chains...

Now, I can picture you and Vi lying around the house in chains...the skin to skin contact, and how you might feel rubbing up against me...

I just cannot picture getting as big a Jabba the Hutt!

Would you do it if I was a harmless FAT BOY? Well, I just must think FAT BOY, huh?

You wouldn't strangle me with the chain while "doing" me would you?

A-1

"

A-1 (imported) wrote: Sun Jun 09, 2002 6:19 pm I was talking about Jabba the Hutt

"

No, you were talking about Daphne Vader, Darth's sister, who bears some assemblence to him under the mask but not his pneumonia, which he obtained later in his life as a dancer in smoke filled Spacebars(or Candybars?) where he endet up after the jedies had thrown him out and where he made his money by publicly displaying the real jedi-"laser-sword".

That's also, where he got his outfit, mask and all, but more interesting: what we know as the "laser-sword" is in fact just a phallocratic hommage to the orginal object.

Yes, THAT thing isn't talked about in the movies too much but it's fascinating because once erceted it shines brightly and allows it's owner to procreate even in total darkness, a significant benifit for someone with Darth's looks, Obi-Wan's monk-like atitude or yoda's speech defect.

(But this should not hide the fact that jedis still had to find most of theire descendants somewhere else. We may ponder about what that means...)

The picture now shows his unbeloved sister at work and the, well, puzzeled look on the face of her opposite is explained when you realize that, as usual in the buisiness-world of those days, she did promised him that, as the sister of a semi-jedi, she could turn his equipment into a professional laser-sword but didn't hesitate explaining that this had to be done with his member in a test tube of course, that she did not yet succeed at this complicated process too often and that she, just as it should be if you want to be happy, tried viewing her job not only as dumb work but as personal fulfillment and that results were not always the only thing that counted anyway.

I think I have to take a little walk now...

*ggg us