Hues de gesinn datt se am Cactus d’Wäschmëttel an der Reklamm hunn? // We’re an odd group. R. is sort of naive and loves everything, Thierry just hates everything, and I’m somewhere in the middle. // This is Thierry. He’s my stalker. // Just lie back and think of Thatcher. // Joël, du wees dach, dass den Thierry RTL aus der selwechter Ursaach brauch wei ech YouTube Kommentaren: onheemlechen Menschenhass! // Entweder hues de e gudden Dealer oder du gesäis einfach just op all Foto stoned aus. // WHERE IS YOUR BEARD?! // Ech géif gär wëssen wat hannert där rouder Dier verstoppt ass… a firwat dee Béier nach bal voll ass. // Ech weess ni wat West Wing ass a wat Realitéit ass. // Also, 61cm sinn 2 Nanosekonnen vu Liichtdistanz am Vakuum, respektiv 558Hz wann et Wellelängt wier. Sou kann ee sech wéinstens eppes virstellen. // In case your girlfriend finds a note in her jacket and freaks out: it was me. // Are you sure I can’t rub you in parsnips? // Do you scream during sex? // You know, it’s kind of upsetting when your stalker’s cheating on you. // Bite the pillow, David. // Ech fillen mech wéi ee mexikaneschen Drug-Lord. // Sou, ech ginn saufen! Wann mer eis net mei gesinn, Thierry du kriss den Fernseh!
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