Tuesday, June 02, 2009

But Marge, It's What Separates Us From The Animals*!

As everyone's** favorite Europe-based blogger, I feel that it's my responsibility to act as tour guide to my friends that want to visit (God knows why) the 'dorf. Of course, a few of these friends hit The Continent and fall prey to the lures of French wine, Bavarian beer or Czech women*** and never make it to the scenic realm of Nordrhein-Westfalen. I feel that it's my duty as a blogger to point out said weak individuals. On the other hand, I don't want to draw undue attention to these jackholes.

In 2009, the third****, but most egregious, was Steve C. No, that's too obvious. Let's call him S. Cook. Said Pottsie has talked a Eurotravel game for over a year, but only this April was able to walk the walk*****. Unfortunately, he chose to walk said walk on the same plane I was using to go back to DFW for my semi-annual reintroduction to breast implants and Mexican food.

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* Except the weasel
** Well, everyone I give a shit about.
*** Never British women, though. Odd, that.
**** The first two were Erin P. and Casey H.
***** Ok, fine. Charge the charge,


wiz said...

ahhahHAHAHAH "the scenic realm of NRW...." i have no idea what to show guests when they're here. not everyone dreams of düsseldorf when planning a holiday (esp now when the dollar fetches about twelve euro cents.)

Steve said...

First of all, how dare you lump in with C. Hogg. Secondly, who told you to go to Croatia? Thirdly, you're a doodoo head.

Skingies -- ultra tight panties that look like thongs but aren't.

jtingermany said...

All good points, Sir Weasel, but don't shoot the messenger.