Walter ist immer mit einer Brille, einem rot-weiß gestreiften Pullover und einer Pudelmütze bekleidet.
Ich glaube, er stand gestern hinter mir an der Kasse. Habe ihn natürlich vorgelassen....
Ich meine auch gesehen zu haben, dass er eine PPK dabei hatte.....
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Cigar in one hand and Martini in the other, totally worn out and used up, screaming, "DAMN! What a RIDE!
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Cigar in one hand and Martini in the other, totally worn out and used up, screaming, "DAMN! What a RIDE!
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Cigar in one hand and Martini in the other, totally worn out and used up, screaming, "DAMN! What a RIDE!
Jetzt bin ich aber sprachlos - Walter ist doch der Kampf-Dackel eines Freundes von uns, der geht hier in Ungarn auf Wildschwein- und Hirsch-Jagd und hat das Wohnzimmer voll Trophäen ...
Man lernt nie aus
Mit jetzt 79 Jahren war Ende mit dem Sex - aber wir lieben uns immer noch!
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Cigar in one hand and Martini in the other, totally worn out and used up, screaming, "DAMN! What a RIDE!
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Cigar in one hand and Martini in the other, totally worn out and used up, screaming, "DAMN! What a RIDE!
