It was Saturday. Actually a very normal Saturday. What a decent German is a Saturday morning. Bring woman to the hairdresser, then drive away garbage, then into the washing machine, because the full program is clean, pick up woman from the hairdresser…so with the G63 first to the MB showroom and then car wash, where all the informed people are lying around on Saturday… Boah, he certainly needs a lot of fuel “Look at me, I look like someone who has the “Super Plus” —————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- ——— What’s the leasing? “Don’t know, who’s leasing?” ———– Can my son sit down? “No” ————- well, then he flew out at the semifinals… what does Jogi…is he even durable…is he still prolonging his contract…and Schweini, he’s not too old…who has everything in front of the goal brain swallowing…is there any medicine against it…