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* aus dem Konjukturpaket 2005

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Can spend all my time consuming

Female Panting Deep Heavy Breathing Short Ver 01, £ 3.99

The food was good, the hotel great, but the atmosphere was so damn tight. Competition in the air, nothing but pure competition and the smell of carpet glue.
You know, that day finally convinced me. Successful consultants have an attention span that's only 6 letters long. When you start "compet", they already round off with "ition" and it's already become irrelevant that you meant to say "ence".

When I woke up this morning, roused by the sweet, silvery countertenor of that happy little rooster that used to sing songs of love and promiscuity in front of my window back home in Germany, but died a sudden death of prostration last winter, while celebrating the marriage to a young, sateless biddy, and now only lives on in a recording on my alarm clock ... well, when I woke up this morning and glanced out of the window with one dozy eye, I saw the trash collectors picking up the bags and I wondered if there's any female garbagemen (resp. garbagewomen) in Europe.
Later, while the refuse lorry drove off into the rising sun and I found myself absorbed in that thought, gazing into the void, I decided that it was a good thought to begin the day with.

Some years after your fellow females had paved the way for the Russian Revolution in 1905, the 8th of March had even been proclaimed an official holiday (not just) for the working women, by that guy who now spends his retirement in one of the Saatchis' backyard. However, his sphere of control only spanned the realm of the Soviet Union and affiliates, which is why you spend this year's international day of the working woman ... well ... working.

Disclaimer: No animals were harmed or killed in the making of this text. The rooster was old and would soon have died of a swollen cockscomb anyway. And for the nymphomaniac chicken he rode in the moment of his passing and who he burried with his body, well, she's not a cold, dead hen, but managed to work her way out. A few hours later she fell in love with 3 of the neighbor's rabbits and still is to this day. Nonparous, but sexually satisfied.

According to Einstein's theory of relativity, the huge mass of a black hole can bend space and impact time. In a yet to be discovered annex to his groundbreaking paper, he proves the link between marshmallow consumption and the formation of black holes.

Rechnet man die Unorganisierten hinzu, hatte jede der 88 Organisationen genau 39,77 Demonstranten aufgeboten um Bush zu stoppen.

... and he's got this massive statue of Stalin, or was it Lenin, in the backyard of his house in Sussex.
No that was his brother.