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"Mit dem U-Boot"
"Nein, ich meinte, was halten Sie von Flüchtlingen?"
"Abstand!"
"Ich wollte wissen, wie sie Flüchtlingen gegenüber stehen?"
"Mit dem Gewehr im Anschlag."
"Nein verdammt, ich möchte wissen, was ihre Einstellung dazu ist?"
"Vollautomatisch und entsichert."
"-.-"🙈🙈 "
Haben Sie etwas gegen Flüchlinge?"
"Ja! Pistolen, Maschinengewehre, Handgranaten...."
"Nein. Ich meine wie finden Sie Flüchtlinge?"
"Radar, Nachtsichtgerät..."
"Mein Gott! Machen Sie sich denn garnichts aus den armen Menschen?!"
"Doch natürlich.. Handtaschen, Portemonais, Stiefel.."
I remember the morning it happened. I laid there in my bed, the warm morning sun just breaking through my curtains igniting the room in a warm orange glow. It was this day that would forever change my life as I knew it.
It started off like any other day, logged onto the computer, booted up some minesweeper, and started to hack away at those little boxes. 9 hours later, 3 boxes left, on the largest game I had ever played, and BOOM! That bomb, that damn bomb, ruined it all. I vowed to seek revenge against everyone that uses a computer from then on. Everyone must feel my pain.
Here I sit, waiting, sniper rifle on my shoulder, hoping you cross my path so that you too can feel my pain.