jacky Sürth clock and I went to go so against 3 ... we had a long train journey ahead of us forever, and because I wanted to be there early, we were really going FAIRLY time.
we sat in the alley, we were talking about irgendnem moronic and I was stared at the seat of Jacky's neighbor, hahaha.
felt twenty years and twenty gaffblicke later we had to change trains, we have put in the ground there, so was free because nothing more. two stops down, already passed the worst thing that can happen to you in the ground - screaming CHILDREN. Wow. I hate them.
naja was there anyway so nen nazi-punk-waste-WHATEVER, already slightly open with his comic hiphop-girlfriend and has been fully pimped the children. because of you should re-introduce corporal punishment. : I
naja. three stops later we arrived at the Viennese court, where we were supposed to get off. haha, shit on it.
after we had gone about 500m (almost frozen AND ARE IN THE WIND is blowing) we arrived at the Keubstraße (yes, the famous piston keubstraße ...) to. to which we were also able to drive.
pf, wanker.
dachshunds so we continue ... and more ... Schanzenstraße .... um ... and more .... still jump street .... around the corner ... more ... continue to Schanzenstraße ???...... more .... more ...
were and then finally here. I've looked at the extra clock.
clock it was 16:36.
stood in front of us but somehow people have 20, which made me pretty pissed. I mean, what we are please come this morning when the then non eh first in the line were they? Wow.
So we stood around there and counted the minutes to the inlet, our feet were numb, while we are hopefully on the rumgesprungen and have listened to the sound check, which went to pay.
have somehow brian storm rehearsed 20 times, haha.
behind us came by and by more people, we were still pissed at the agency around, I'm jacky bio queried, as she wrote Wednesday ne work, but they could not and I was pretty pissed off because of the cold.
sometime's it then, only half an hour, I had some eye contact with so nem types who looked like Carl from sugarplum fairy and somehow stood a meter away from me, but I said yes again nothing and everything. pf. I'm old fashioned, why I should please those types of chat up if they can chat up as well Me? ;)
SOME DAY ..... yeah, sometime's it then just before half past six, INTAKE TIME! yeaaah. :)
before we went to security, who inspected my bag, I've got to hand stamp NEN, Jacky and I were there!
Juhu.
bewilderedly in the cage we could not even run, hahaha. so we had our shopping step on it, s nice stride. : D We then stood directly in front of the right boxes:
my natural enemy - the boxes.
jacky went in the meantime, time to piss, I took the time to the hall, stage and take pictures of Sun
jacky came back, I went to the loo, my view was again before sliding over the merchandise stand. nothing exciting here. Aw, just funny shirt with dog print, the star had no eyes.
So I went to the bathroom, which by the way REALLY times over the cracker is .... came up again and there was then so ne 40-year-old mother to my place, in so nervous hüftjacke vielzuhohen with faux fur. phew, I was mad at Jack. first I'll get us the great places and then leave so a hooker on my space. Wow.
and their excuse was too great, namely that they could not defend themselves because they had mucked security, not our things lay buried there in the security, so they had to get out there. pfffff. anyway.
hahaha, one day we had driven the woman then (well, actually non, but its oh-so-great son arrived and said he would rather stand up instead of down there) and I had my brilliant court, BEFORE THE BOXES again. :)
then dropped us at times in passing that we totally had nothing ears for this, that would really die if we stood in front of the box. So I ask our neighbor, so ne, mid-20s in my opinion, to old woman if she had not somehow NEN handkerchief. had non. they gave us then organized a god, is due.
during which we have acquaintance with paula - had made the acquaintance, who had lost their friends on the way to the palladium and the singer - or Ashley, as I called them. haha.
as indeed for this mid-20s woman who had since namely on their mobile NEN alex-background (click ). somehow I'm fucking jealous tzz.
after a while we have then gone close acquaintance with Sabrina and Sandra, who came from Frankfurt and had somehow seen Arctic Monkeys twice. ashley and I only once - on the rock at the park or rock ring. ouch.
haha, ashley told me that rock is in a park in had come to her and - like me - told her "you look like ashley olsen fully. there's things.
now was the palladium a little full ...
and I really checked almost every minute the clock to see if it's for soon went off.
during which I announced ashley (& resurfaced friends) Sabrina and Sandra, that reverend and the makers of one of the shittiest bands are, I know. which indeed is true, I mean ... because now sounds even really all the same, except 'he said he loved me' and 'the machine'. the latter only because of the fact that alex sings. CHRM. (?)
we rum so silly, Sabrina and I start with our future running gag of the evening:
hahaha.
well, anyway ... eventually, after years 6054236402360864023604623 felt, went off.
with reverend and the makers.
vomit.
the woman there was the highlight of the gigs. hahaha. as the rumgezappelt always is, this was DELICIOUS.
reverend himself was not necessarily better ....
we sat in the alley, we were talking about irgendnem moronic and I was stared at the seat of Jacky's neighbor, hahaha.
felt twenty years and twenty gaffblicke later we had to change trains, we have put in the ground there, so was free because nothing more. two stops down, already passed the worst thing that can happen to you in the ground - screaming CHILDREN. Wow. I hate them.
naja was there anyway so nen nazi-punk-waste-WHATEVER, already slightly open with his comic hiphop-girlfriend and has been fully pimped the children. because of you should re-introduce corporal punishment. : I
naja. three stops later we arrived at the Viennese court, where we were supposed to get off. haha, shit on it.
after we had gone about 500m (almost frozen AND ARE IN THE WIND is blowing) we arrived at the Keubstraße (yes, the famous
pf, wanker.
dachshunds so we continue ... and more ... Schanzenstraße .... um ... and more .... still jump street .... around the corner ... more ... continue to Schanzenstraße ???...... more .... more ...
were and then finally here. I've looked at the extra clock.
clock it was 16:36.
stood in front of us but somehow people have 20, which made me pretty pissed. I mean, what we are please come this morning when the then non eh first in the line were they? Wow.
So we stood around there and counted the minutes to the inlet, our feet were numb, while we are hopefully on the rumgesprungen and have listened to the sound check, which went to pay.
have somehow brian storm rehearsed 20 times, haha.
behind us came by and by more people, we were still pissed at the agency around, I'm jacky bio queried, as she wrote Wednesday ne work, but they could not and I was pretty pissed off because of the cold.
sometime's it then, only half an hour, I had some eye contact with so nem types who looked like Carl from sugarplum fairy and somehow stood a meter away from me, but I said yes again nothing and everything. pf. I'm old fashioned, why I should please those types of chat up if they can chat up as well Me? ;)
SOME DAY ..... yeah, sometime's it then just before half past six, INTAKE TIME! yeaaah. :)
before we went to security, who inspected my bag, I've got to hand stamp NEN, Jacky and I were there!
Juhu.
bewilderedly in the cage we could not even run, hahaha. so we had our shopping step on it, s nice stride. : D We then stood directly in front of the right boxes:
my natural enemy - the boxes.
jacky went in the meantime, time to piss, I took the time to the hall, stage and take pictures of Sun
jacky came back, I went to the loo, my view was again before sliding over the merchandise stand. nothing exciting here. Aw, just funny shirt with dog print, the star had no eyes.
So I went to the bathroom, which by the way REALLY times over the cracker is .... came up again and there was then so ne 40-year-old mother to my place, in so nervous hüftjacke vielzuhohen with faux fur. phew, I was mad at Jack. first I'll get us the great places and then leave so a hooker on my space. Wow.
and their excuse was too great, namely that they could not defend themselves because they had mucked security, not our things lay buried there in the security, so they had to get out there. pfffff. anyway.
hahaha, one day we had driven the woman then (well, actually non, but its oh-so-great son arrived and said he would rather stand up instead of down there) and I had my brilliant court, BEFORE THE BOXES again. :)
then dropped us at times in passing that we totally had nothing ears for this, that would really die if we stood in front of the box. So I ask our neighbor, so ne, mid-20s in my opinion, to old woman if she had not somehow NEN handkerchief. had non. they gave us then organized a god, is due.
during which we have acquaintance with paula - had made the acquaintance, who had lost their friends on the way to the palladium and the singer - or Ashley, as I called them. haha.
as indeed for this mid-20s woman who had since namely on their mobile NEN alex-background (click ). somehow I'm fucking jealous tzz.
after a while we have then gone close acquaintance with Sabrina and Sandra, who came from Frankfurt and had somehow seen Arctic Monkeys twice. ashley and I only once - on the rock at the park or rock ring. ouch.
haha, ashley told me that rock is in a park in had come to her and - like me - told her "you look like ashley olsen fully. there's things.
now was the palladium a little full ...
and I really checked almost every minute the clock to see if it's for soon went off.
during which I announced ashley (& resurfaced friends) Sabrina and Sandra, that reverend and the makers of one of the shittiest bands are, I know. which indeed is true, I mean ... because now sounds even really all the same, except 'he said he loved me' and 'the machine'. the latter only because of the fact that alex sings. CHRM. (?)
we rum so silly, Sabrina and I start with our future running gag of the evening:
hahaha.
well, anyway ... eventually, after years 6054236402360864023604623 felt, went off.
with reverend and the makers.
vomit.
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