The world was going to hit me by surprise, in the middle of a dark night.
Well, I just had one of my little kafka eskeren dreams, loaded with long corridors and office rooms of the strangest kind, always with useless, disorderly baggage, while beer-thirsty and urinate, but there was really nothing else out of the ordinary that would have for traumatic sense of alarm may provide .
He was like a ninja.
Invisible distracted by all the other usual risks, I met the scoundrel who had cunningly evaded by his frequent announcement of any perceiver drying.
He laughed at my roaring scorn.
Not even my duties towards the gatekeepers gestrengsten heedless, I finally found - a non-assessable stupefakt long time - back to the speech, my last habbaren awls: "YOU come now? THIS APPLIES? "I stammeldonnerte.
"Where should I pick for you then?" He replied, smiling.
"Moving about in your knight? That you would vermeintest still being able to negotiate with me in parables? Do you think I do not know how bad you can Kafka? "
He had a couple of rocks - the long hallways and corridors were gone - bursting around us, that it is not more than hinfortdopsten boulders.
Since I had the revelation.
He was still talking with me.
"Can you do with me, I am a rock, which you here to blow with a light touch? Or thou needest about my services, that you care about me as long bekümmerst? Manage it well alone, waswas? "
The end of the world began to vibrate tremble and quake. He did not look pretty anymore.
Before I was able to express my regret if my rude Umgangstons, he added, in a surly manner, he had now to do other business first before he would take care of security entirely to me.
I believe - and this rarest luxury I treat myself only - this guy is basically a dirty little representative, told everyone everything blows up, until it bursts.
Finally, he has not even made it myself, and my part in abject position.
He probably just wanted to sell me money.
Tags: cash seller