The World Cup is in Germany on and unfortunately I can currently make a journalist for my clients anything that had nothing to do with it.
You might think so, I would be let off steam here and write everything I can to get rid of anywhere else. Wrong assumption!
is so ubiquitous this World Cup thing, that even Football Muffer speak mythically deep conviction as my humble self and think about nothing else can.
Not even my friends at It's My Pocket GmbH, a start-up of my favorite camera counterparts, the small-measure bags with contents sold for all needs - including fan-service conditions.
Well, you want to do a friend a favor and can sometimes abblicken for their site. And then the WM bags in black, red and yellow, and it is given "'Schland" cried. Wow, so what level loses. But I had to enter as fully as a friend to make the photo looks like. And had to first after a six-pack Oettinger empty and my stringy Penner dog scream. With the deposit money of the six - and many others gathered on the way - went off we bottle the next booth, where I got me a nice vuvuzela trumpet.
If even moderately, because even moderately true.
Photo: Janine L. Thun
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