A wise man named once said Erhard Blanck
neighbor - etymologically it comes from nearby farmers.
Since me so much is clear.
Since me so much is clear.
me as well. Dear Mr. Blank, you have directly hit the mark, my thanks! We all know
: The world is full of madmen and fools . And we all know that one encounters them everywhere on the streets. Encountered, but probably only once or twice in a lifetime. Critical is it if the neighborhood is full of them. It can be yes or choose not usually suspect in advance, not with whom you live is wall to wall. Had I was with the current state of knowledge at that time 20 years ago asked if I wanted to stay here, I would probably run away screaming.
neighbors are an issue in itself. It has indeed nothing to do with them directly if you will, but they are inevitably a part of life. In my house are six parties, including me, and I have yet desöfteren call to the conscience that it is not a lunatic asylum. Truly and without exaggeration! There are so many different species of madmen . Of these, five have settled around me, at least offers some mental variety. Frankly I do not know with whom to start, white I but not at all really know whether to laugh or to cry more.
the second floor - on top - the couple resides F. F. couple consists of one man and one woman, retired. Remember how long I've been living in this house ... I've seen these people at most twice, so I can only say little about them. The forecast go to it each year over the winter to Malle. No idea if this is right place for a Renterpäarchen, but maybe leave out the two where the sow and her old swing dance to Michael Jackson, and Mr. F. dreams of ten naked hairdressers. Can the natural sloping
must swing into marriage far bring the golden wedding.
addition the top floor and in front of me lives on the couple O. couple O. is a prime example of a Custom marriage. The child, a daughter with terrifying laughter is out of the house. Dramatically enough, she took the last pep with it. What remained was a couple that has absolutely nothing to say, that uses separate bedrooms and the house labor generally exercises without regard to losses. Saturday it's that time again: the laundry is washed, the water gurgles noisily through the dilapidated pipes and the vacuum cleaner is carved swinging against heating and it is with pleasure on the laminate flooring scratched. Nightly Fensterauf slam and then re-included. What a service! But that's not enough, it's still extremely dangerous. Long time we thought we ourselves are the crazy ones, but it's true: As they always do, Mr. and Mrs. O. always felt the same time as infinite, we need to urinate or more. Often it seems as if there were an invisible threshold into our bathroom. If we transgress, then in family O. shall be flushed. Sounds weird, but it is so! No, I'm not crazy! I still played even with the idea to hold the event on video, almost as proof, but it seemed to me then too crazy.
My direct Na chbarn have moved about a week ago. The nationality of me is still undecided, but is from the man of the family M. a wonderful loud and patronizing tyrant. With regard as a foreign word - probably not the only - to be yelled at early morning in the next room the children, the woman or the world. When the tyrant has finally shut up, stomp and shout the brats. The woman goes on well, they have I never heard of before. Sleep without earplugs for me is no longer possible, a wonderful thing if you can not hear the alarm clock. And if they do not Room next door to use their organs are, then from the open (by the way very squeaky
r) door to be maintained in the basement - is quite logical and perfectly reasonable.
family is complemented wonderfully by the way, M. M. family (II) from the ground floor directly below me. Is perhaps the same initial letter, who knows. This may develop a certain sense of togetherness. Family M. (II) has received a half years ago young: a boy named L. O joy, L. now lives just below my room is the beautiful! Bad enough that one vain too aware that this copy of the baby-cry-phase after one and a half years ago has still not overcome, no, you can do nothing about it. I was told that normal children sleep in his old age by night. Of course, L. abnormally. L. uses the opportunity and screams uncontrollably at a late hour 'the soul from the body, it was thought that many times already, he would be slaughtered in a cruel manner. Speaking, the best way, still no word. Normal is not, but he would normally, he probably would not live here. Maybe I would even cry constantly when my father more with a loud organ depends on the mobile phone, as he is my language development is aimed. Last but certainly not
least: the couple from the ground floor left. The husband, a very poor pig, and not entirely worth mentioning. His wife , H. a picture of a woman. I will not tell you much, but visually an image Luise Koschinsky. Granted, I
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combine the grandeur of her character hardly worthy. Previously, she was probably times normal. One can only speculate what this woman so altered. Today, it is not only visually nightmarish and extremely frightening. Not only do they attract at least 5 times a day in any weather and every season the jacket to refuse to bring down not only that she has severe mood swings and one of the stereotypical grandma-smell alone when you open the Door kills, oh no - did H. discovered a few days ago a new passion: it rips open her apartment door without warning, if you jmd heard on the stairs, and told him intercepts. Sometimes they can already roam on the balcony overlooking the yearning for a "casual" conversation partners. Of course, they got so very quickly the processor with the new family and rang them before they were drafted at all correct to introduce themselves when Grandma H. from below. To be sure, had important information to the new one with a wall unit on the shoulders burning, certainly interested, are mentioned several times. Well now everyone knows it used Pediatric nurse and lives here since Neunzehnhundertnochwas ... at least over 60 years. And she was a pediatric nurse. And has lived here for over 60 years. And she lives down. In the past it used to be a pediatric nurse.
Below is God carry you only the basement, where more than a few spiders and beetles to mischief. And my spider died years ago August, right next to our cellar. I think August is the most normal here.
: The world is full of madmen and fools . And we all know that one encounters them everywhere on the streets. Encountered, but probably only once or twice in a lifetime. Critical is it if the neighborhood is full of them. It can be yes or choose not usually suspect in advance, not with whom you live is wall to wall. Had I was with the current state of knowledge at that time 20 years ago asked if I wanted to stay here, I would probably run away screaming.
neighbors are an issue in itself. It has indeed nothing to do with them directly if you will, but they are inevitably a part of life. In my house are six parties, including me, and I have yet desöfteren call to the conscience that it is not a lunatic asylum. Truly and without exaggeration! There are so many different species of madmen . Of these, five have settled around me, at least offers some mental variety. Frankly I do not know with whom to start, white I but not at all really know whether to laugh or to cry more.
the second floor - on top - the couple resides F. F. couple consists of one man and one woman, retired. Remember how long I've been living in this house ... I've seen these people at most twice, so I can only say little about them. The forecast go to it each year over the winter to Malle. No idea if this is right place for a Renterpäarchen, but maybe leave out the two where the sow and her old swing dance to Michael Jackson, and Mr. F. dreams of ten naked hairdressers. Can the natural sloping
must swing into marriage far bring the golden wedding. addition the top floor and in front of me lives on the couple O. couple O. is a prime example of a Custom marriage. The child, a daughter with terrifying laughter is out of the house. Dramatically enough, she took the last pep with it. What remained was a couple that has absolutely nothing to say, that uses separate bedrooms and the house labor generally exercises without regard to losses. Saturday it's that time again: the laundry is washed, the water gurgles noisily through the dilapidated pipes and the vacuum cleaner is carved swinging against heating and it is with pleasure on the laminate flooring scratched. Nightly Fensterauf slam and then re-included. What a service! But that's not enough, it's still extremely dangerous. Long time we thought we ourselves are the crazy ones, but it's true: As they always do, Mr. and Mrs. O. always felt the same time as infinite, we need to urinate or more. Often it seems as if there were an invisible threshold into our bathroom. If we transgress, then in family O. shall be flushed. Sounds weird, but it is so! No, I'm not crazy! I still played even with the idea to hold the event on video, almost as proof, but it seemed to me then too crazy.
My direct Na chbarn have moved about a week ago. The nationality of me is still undecided, but is from the man of the family M. a wonderful loud and patronizing tyrant. With regard as a foreign word - probably not the only - to be yelled at early morning in the next room the children, the woman or the world. When the tyrant has finally shut up, stomp and shout the brats. The woman goes on well, they have I never heard of before. Sleep without earplugs for me is no longer possible, a wonderful thing if you can not hear the alarm clock. And if they do not Room next door to use their organs are, then from the open (by the way very squeaky
r) door to be maintained in the basement - is quite logical and perfectly reasonable. family is complemented wonderfully by the way, M. M. family (II) from the ground floor directly below me. Is perhaps the same initial letter, who knows. This may develop a certain sense of togetherness. Family M. (II) has received a half years ago young: a boy named L. O joy, L. now lives just below my room is the beautiful! Bad enough that one vain too aware that this copy of the baby-cry-phase after one and a half years ago has still not overcome, no, you can do nothing about it. I was told that normal children sleep in his old age by night. Of course, L. abnormally. L. uses the opportunity and screams uncontrollably at a late hour 'the soul from the body, it was thought that many times already, he would be slaughtered in a cruel manner. Speaking, the best way, still no word. Normal is not, but he would normally, he probably would not live here. Maybe I would even cry constantly when my father more with a loud organ depends on the mobile phone, as he is my language development is aimed. Last but certainly not
least: the couple from the ground floor left. The husband, a very poor pig, and not entirely worth mentioning. His wife , H. a picture of a woman. I will not tell you much, but visually an image Luise Koschinsky. Granted, I
w hite
combine the grandeur of her character hardly worthy. Previously, she was probably times normal. One can only speculate what this woman so altered. Today, it is not only visually nightmarish and extremely frightening. Not only do they attract at least 5 times a day in any weather and every season the jacket to refuse to bring down not only that she has severe mood swings and one of the stereotypical grandma-smell alone when you open the Door kills, oh no - did H. discovered a few days ago a new passion: it rips open her apartment door without warning, if you jmd heard on the stairs, and told him intercepts. Sometimes they can already roam on the balcony overlooking the yearning for a "casual" conversation partners. Of course, they got so very quickly the processor with the new family and rang them before they were drafted at all correct to introduce themselves when Grandma H. from below. To be sure, had important information to the new one with a wall unit on the shoulders burning, certainly interested, are mentioned several times. Well now everyone knows it used Pediatric nurse and lives here since Neunzehnhundertnochwas ... at least over 60 years. And she was a pediatric nurse. And has lived here for over 60 years. And she lives down. In the past it used to be a pediatric nurse. Below is God carry you only the basement, where more than a few spiders and beetles to mischief. And my spider died years ago August, right next to our cellar. I think August is the most normal here.
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