Wo hand' denn unsere Speckweckerl?

Yesterday was a bit weird. During day I had so much coffeine that I freaked out in the middle of Billa. Pour Simone - she was with me. But at the next Station (Zielpunkt) she sobered me up within a second by buying 2 packages of "Premium high quality toilet paper with christmas figures on it" for 7 (!!!) euros! That's 100 öS!!!

After a long bendl-abstinence-time we met there yesterday evening with Verena, Teresa, Andi, Ben and others and after some shots the ultimative chick-chat was predetermined, topic: men, of course. the end of the story:

Verena needs a "snobby Jack Johnson",
Simone will find a "sensitive latino"
I would fit to a "ogschnualtn Kai Pflaume" or a "relaxed Michi Konsel"
and Teresa can choose between a "handsome Marcel Prawy" a "undisciplined Thomas Muster" and a "fresch Wolfgang Ambros".

We heard the ring-ring-song about 7 times until Teresa stood up and screamed: "Des Telefon homma ned bestöööd.. des woi ma ned!!!" and Verena is convinced that she'd be a perfect war leader! In the end we got the best Speckweckerl ever and left the battlefield happily!