In the meantime, it was in the club room become full. Zander had mercy on to play with Jürgen's ass. Rightly so, the outcry would save me more for this evening.
Since I knew Zander, he claimed that he was thirty-eight and a type of woman.
"You know, for my age is still pretty what can the women, I tell you," he rang his presentation, usually.
"Hmm." I did not want to offer him more vulnerable than necessary.
"No, really."
"I know that."
"You need to look not so. They're not that much older than you, the women. You think about, I'll tell you one of the horse? "
" Yeah. "
" So the other day, "rolled
Jürgen's ass with his eyes.
" in this pub ... no nonsense, drawn at last! "Sometimes he was real gold.
Once I asked Zander, why call him really all Zander.
"Well, because of the song."
"What song?"
"My favorite song."
"Zander. Your favorite song. "
" Sure do not know, "
" Nope. "
" Klaus! "Zander said to the counter," John, lay not check out Zander! "John nodded and dived on the counter due to after to find the CD. Zander, I thought. Very strange. I wanted I walked closer look and to Klaus's quay. Klaus snorted. Klaus's leather belt whimpered. I leaned over the counter.
"And?"
"Do's equal", groaned Klaus.
seconds later rang familiar riffs from the pub. The early graying bar stool nodded knowingly.
"Thunder!" Bawled Brian Johnson.
"Zander", bawled Zander.
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