Thursday, February 23, 2006

donnerstags, 7 tage in der woche

liebe freunde des schlechten geschmacks, ein pirat würde nun sagen: tja, was soll ich sagen?
es ist nun schon wieder lange her seit meinem letzten schreibanfall, aber heut soll´s wieder mal sein, wie ihr seht.
es ist nicht, weil "olympia" ist, auch nicht dass mich die doperei der bananenrepublik vom schreiben abhält, nein alles nichtig, ich hatte piratigen besuch von "treasure island". well and this fact makes me writing in english further on today. well, catrin was here. catrin one pirategirl form stoke, the village "the" robbie comes from. so we had lot´s of robbie williams, just joking. no,, the reason a child from a "sealock land", also known as island, visits austria is skiing. there is this fairytale that you can ski in england/britain. i tried this type of skiing: i´d say it´s something related to skiing, but definetly not proper decent skiing like we are used to do. so let´s tell the whole story. some pirate people invited cat over here to skiing, they put the idea up to going to a hut somewhere in the zillervalley, well and the flight was booked anyway. so cat was staying either in innspuck/zillervalleypiratehut or my place. well it was a great week, with lots of horse rubbish (radish = kren) which also could be known as the cocain of the alps, learning how to burb properly, swearing in german/tirolean/welsh and queens, singing: servus die carver, servus die snowboards, servus die schuh und die schi; argueing about who is the "better nation", watching olympics especially the hot skijumpers (swider.at), talking how to escape from a landlocked land (which doesn´t make any sense at all: landlockedland, that´s something like weiße schimmel or dark nights), ...
well there were big farts, also know as drunken dutch guys which don´t know how to ski, smaller farts which were delivered merely in an unknown hut somewhere at kaltenbach, lot´s of good food, lots of beer, lots of new bar, the mighty barmaid-check out at the treibhaus, ....

i leave it like this, so everyone has got a picture in his/her head what i was doing the last days, the pics how it looks when i teach how to ski are coming soon, but cat you did really well, you properly will win a medal at the next olympics if you have the right material!

und für alle die eine klogeschichte erwartet haben, denkt bitte darüber nach welche farbe euch beim pinkeln beruhigen würde, denn ich werde meine "schalosien" mit einer kloverträglichen farbe streichen!!!

solong, i watch out for the next adventures, either land- or sealocked, but i feel them rising!

see you around,
yours captain floggo

6 comments:

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G said...

You know, it really is a stroke of genius visiting the alps outside of skiing season, that way I may make it back to Orkney without the use of a body bag!

G said...

Never! Well....I dont think I do!

Anonymous said...

g, you know, you miss something!

ziwuiziwui said...

well i´m from an area near the village "sea". the village "the" fronz comes from. breicher fronz --- the most sexiest man in the alps and landlord of the "stoned cottage". i liag it

G said...

Give me the awesome power of the Atlantic on my door step any day!