alternatives to Microsoft Office
Hello,
worthwhile for many people, the Not purchase from Microsoft Office. On the one hand, the suite from Redmond is quite expensive, the other, offers many features that you do not usually necessary. There are some free offers, as well as some cheaper solutions.
addiction is only a good word processor, AbiWord is worth a look. The open source program offers all the important features of a word processor, for example, there is a spell checker. AbiWord opens MS Office documents up to version 2003, RTF, and others.
Do I need a complete office suite ideal for Windows users, OpenOffice.org. In version 2.3, the open source suite features all the needed office life. On board are writing and Presentation program, a spreadsheet and a drawing program for vector graphics. There is also a version for Mac OS X but this is advance the X server. New is a beta, but still has problems of integration. For example, does the opening of documents from the browsers yet, otherwise you can work with the suite actually quite good. An alternative is NeoOffice for Mac users, this suite based on OpenOffice, and uses the Cocoa interface of Mac OS X. You can reduce the installation of the x - save server. NeoOffice offers the same features such as OpenOffice. Unfortunately, there is no automatic update, so that you must import the updates themselves. After all, it is about new releases informed so that you do not always think needs to look. Finally it can be said that there are alternatives to Microsoft's Office package is.
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Saturday, December 1, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
How Long Can You Live With A Cerebral Hemorrhage
my editors for Java, HTML and other programming
Tach,
for programming languages there are a number of editors. Should it not be the same for Java and Eclipse for the HTML editor Dreamweaver not enough money, the question arises whether one does not come with simple tools to target.
are editors for source code is a dime a dozen, depending on whether one is looking for a specialist or an all rounder looking for are the features to different degrees on different aspects aligned. And we must of course, the specialists better support for their respective language (s).
A good all-rounder for Windows, except when you line numbers and syntax highliting not need is the freeware editor proton. Proton, the various text file formats that Windows and Unix operating systems like Linux. He brings to many languages including Java, HTML and CSS, schemas corresponding to color elements such as tags and commands. Proton is there under http://www.qhaut.de/forums/index.php?act=home
Another round editor Scite the similar functions as proton brings. The open source editor SciTE is to get under http://www.scintilla.org/SciTE.html .
an exellent free editor for HTML Phase5 as the proton to http://www.qhaut.de/forums/index.php?act=home get. Phase5 can syntax highlighting for web languages such as HTML, CSS, Java and JavaScript, offers a color picker, easy project management and various wizards to create tables and to include links and images. In addition, the editor tag-completion and provides the various attributes to each of tags. Unfortunately, only Phase5 HTML in version 4.01, but he produced almost entirely XHTML compliant code, making it quite usable.
A special editor for Java jEdit is that after appropriate Configuration, in addition to the syntax highlighting, in a position to be the appropriate source code to compile. jEdit is open source and to get under http://www.jedit.org/ .
you soon
Tach,
for programming languages there are a number of editors. Should it not be the same for Java and Eclipse for the HTML editor Dreamweaver not enough money, the question arises whether one does not come with simple tools to target.
are editors for source code is a dime a dozen, depending on whether one is looking for a specialist or an all rounder looking for are the features to different degrees on different aspects aligned. And we must of course, the specialists better support for their respective language (s).
A good all-rounder for Windows, except when you line numbers and syntax highliting not need is the freeware editor proton. Proton, the various text file formats that Windows and Unix operating systems like Linux. He brings to many languages including Java, HTML and CSS, schemas corresponding to color elements such as tags and commands. Proton is there under http://www.qhaut.de/forums/index.php?act=home
Another round editor Scite the similar functions as proton brings. The open source editor SciTE is to get under http://www.scintilla.org/SciTE.html .
an exellent free editor for HTML Phase5 as the proton to http://www.qhaut.de/forums/index.php?act=home get. Phase5 can syntax highlighting for web languages such as HTML, CSS, Java and JavaScript, offers a color picker, easy project management and various wizards to create tables and to include links and images. In addition, the editor tag-completion and provides the various attributes to each of tags. Unfortunately, only Phase5 HTML in version 4.01, but he produced almost entirely XHTML compliant code, making it quite usable.
A special editor for Java jEdit is that after appropriate Configuration, in addition to the syntax highlighting, in a position to be the appropriate source code to compile. jEdit is open source and to get under http://www.jedit.org/ .
you soon
Monday, September 10, 2007
Isight Wont Work On Ovoo
The musk priest in Peru - Act 3 Scene 1
Act 3 Scene 1
(. The inside of a carriage Dramandona and her mother sitting side by side on a bench while they are on the way back to the fishing village.)
Dramandona: Oh Mother!
Mother: My son, you'll soon about the loss of time.
Dramandona: But mother, I could only remember Miguel.
Mother: The only know of God and the devil alone, but if it is really bad, your father in the basement or a drill with which you can withdraw your head with the memories of violence. I did that as a young thing at any loss.
Dramandona: Trepanation as reparation. Repulsive and ingenious. For a fool will be its Stupidity are not aware, and live happily, while the clever noted that he is not smart enough, wise enough never was, never will be clever enough.
Mother: You need to have only courage that is the only one. Courage to throw up from Lighthouse-seeing in the wild sea, to live there as a fish on.
Dramandona: I see in you, did you become a beautiful gold fish. You do not even have a sea, a small round glass you enough already. Soon you will reach a plate, now a puddle on the street.
Mother: Do not think you're better off. I see the cannon balls do not destroy our temple.
Dramandona: Then will you not in the be able to do something about it.
Mother: What do you want to do, they catch with your hands? Well then, have fun, but you know that if you have no more arms, you can transform yourself into an impossible fish.
(Pause.)
Dramandona: Why not?
Mother: Oh, are you stupid to turn the arms themselves are walking normally then fins and without fins at you then yes. Great idea, really! A fish without fins!
Dramandona: I think you misunderstood because what with symbolism and reality. You know that we were just talking in pictures?
mother (confused): What? I thought we now go to the lighthouse? And then I will a fish!
Dramandona: Sometimes you to surprise me, and I mean both the positive and negative. (Pause.) I look forward to going home.
Mother: At home, yes. Your father will not just be pleased by the course of our journey. We still have to ask the three wise men, whereas you should take your future, now that the tide turned against Miguel fate.
Dramandona: We do not need documentation, I need only one. The musk priests!
Mother: Oh yes, child, that'd be so right. The wise men to decide. Are you finally decide which of their predictions about all of our fate.
Dramandona: Oh Mother! Do you or anyone that this running up three figures off? Sure, they were once powerful, deflected and twisted all civilizations, but now they are old. Who needs them for?
Mother: You probably know nothing of how they came to earth as? 720 years ago proposed a one on our planet Earth. He struck so deep that the two planets united into one. Thus, while living on the one hand, the normal human population, was on the side not share a strange breed. There was war between the people and the stranger, the men quickly decided for himself, namely, the strangers saw to look like humans, they insisted, however, of a gelatinous mass that fell apart quickly. Only three of strangers survived, and to those we now make a pilgrimage.
Dramandona: And why do we let our attention from people who we fought one to the gelatin?
Mother: Because the ever so full of the delicious cookies are standing there, because we need to tap some of which n! The buy always so 'distant markets NEM fully determined, a thousand two hundred million billion miles away from here.
Dramandona (pondering): candy, determine our destiny! Oh, how easily the people are yet. Devour devour, you bastards, you stuffed inside the crackers, tearing up your waist! And then you will do exactly what they say three men you!
(Pause.)
Mother: Um, have also brittle.
Dramandona (suddenly excited): Brittle? Royal go, let! I'll eat so much again until I vollkotze from top to bottom!
mother, even as it is family tradition.
Dramandona: Just as it is family tradition.
(Vorhang.)
end of Scene 1
Act 3 Scene 1
(. The inside of a carriage Dramandona and her mother sitting side by side on a bench while they are on the way back to the fishing village.)
Dramandona: Oh Mother!
Mother: My son, you'll soon about the loss of time.
Dramandona: But mother, I could only remember Miguel.
Mother: The only know of God and the devil alone, but if it is really bad, your father in the basement or a drill with which you can withdraw your head with the memories of violence. I did that as a young thing at any loss.
Dramandona: Trepanation as reparation. Repulsive and ingenious. For a fool will be its Stupidity are not aware, and live happily, while the clever noted that he is not smart enough, wise enough never was, never will be clever enough.
Mother: You need to have only courage that is the only one. Courage to throw up from Lighthouse-seeing in the wild sea, to live there as a fish on.
Dramandona: I see in you, did you become a beautiful gold fish. You do not even have a sea, a small round glass you enough already. Soon you will reach a plate, now a puddle on the street.
Mother: Do not think you're better off. I see the cannon balls do not destroy our temple.
Dramandona: Then will you not in the be able to do something about it.
Mother: What do you want to do, they catch with your hands? Well then, have fun, but you know that if you have no more arms, you can transform yourself into an impossible fish.
(Pause.)
Dramandona: Why not?
Mother: Oh, are you stupid to turn the arms themselves are walking normally then fins and without fins at you then yes. Great idea, really! A fish without fins!
Dramandona: I think you misunderstood because what with symbolism and reality. You know that we were just talking in pictures?
mother (confused): What? I thought we now go to the lighthouse? And then I will a fish!
Dramandona: Sometimes you to surprise me, and I mean both the positive and negative. (Pause.) I look forward to going home.
Mother: At home, yes. Your father will not just be pleased by the course of our journey. We still have to ask the three wise men, whereas you should take your future, now that the tide turned against Miguel fate.
Dramandona: We do not need documentation, I need only one. The musk priests!
Mother: Oh yes, child, that'd be so right. The wise men to decide. Are you finally decide which of their predictions about all of our fate.
Dramandona: Oh Mother! Do you or anyone that this running up three figures off? Sure, they were once powerful, deflected and twisted all civilizations, but now they are old. Who needs them for?
Mother: You probably know nothing of how they came to earth as? 720 years ago proposed a one on our planet Earth. He struck so deep that the two planets united into one. Thus, while living on the one hand, the normal human population, was on the side not share a strange breed. There was war between the people and the stranger, the men quickly decided for himself, namely, the strangers saw to look like humans, they insisted, however, of a gelatinous mass that fell apart quickly. Only three of strangers survived, and to those we now make a pilgrimage.
Dramandona: And why do we let our attention from people who we fought one to the gelatin?
Mother: Because the ever so full of the delicious cookies are standing there, because we need to tap some of which n! The buy always so 'distant markets NEM fully determined, a thousand two hundred million billion miles away from here.
Dramandona (pondering): candy, determine our destiny! Oh, how easily the people are yet. Devour devour, you bastards, you stuffed inside the crackers, tearing up your waist! And then you will do exactly what they say three men you!
(Pause.)
Mother: Um, have also brittle.
Dramandona (suddenly excited): Brittle? Royal go, let! I'll eat so much again until I vollkotze from top to bottom!
mother, even as it is family tradition.
Dramandona: Just as it is family tradition.
(Vorhang.)
end of Scene 1
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Hair Styling By Joseph
Musk priest in Peru - Act 2 Scene 6
Scene 6
(The celebration in Gartenaere. Musk priest can see, he sits in the middle of society on an upturned wine barrel, a half full bottle in his hand out. people sitting around him a second, smaller cluster of people is on the right side of the stage is in the middle of this circle, the sovereignty of Bramsen)
musk priest...: Un 'da de Ziegelhausen came from Ziegelhausen Electronics has to'd isagt manner which his mother insulted an' dat me runs present'd cut foot, as did isagt manner: "Hey characteristic manner sporadically even net but bezüglisch your Mudda can severally say : That which is not at the moment, in the distant future come into appearance "rather than to appear've manner then came after him, and then have severally thrown over his eel Mudda insults in the space, so far. No one heard. Was full of horny, after that gin Iext un 'drunk full or mixed anihalten heimifahren if the cops would have severally disappeared in prison and never a human eye would have my face ever again can see.
Child1 (also in a circle around the priest musk) Musk priest, tell us a story!
Mann1: Yes, oh wise, let your goodness and your experience rain again to this simple peasant figures!
musk priest: I have not come here for me to boast about my exploits! A gate, which shows off and he missed it before boasting, in the right moment with the action to start again! However, to the children's sake, because it is in children's imagination will be inspired by role models, so that is a sprout with a clever, innovative, and moral being, one last story I'll tell you how I revolutionized astrophysics or at least the Revolution helped a little on the jumps. Wear it to that I was invited to the bachelor party in water Broich as guest of honor. His Highness of Bramsen, and for quite a range of straw 80 were at the start, I was already sitting good one and promised a leisurely evening under the oak trees to be (The musk priest is interrupted by a loud bang from one side of the stage is a bright light shining. All celebrants jump up and look in the direction of the light. A panicked cry goes through the crowd that stares motionless at the light. A few moments nothing happened, everyone is like falling into state of shock and advice about what happened could be. Only the priest musk and the sovereignty of Bramsen are drinking even more at. Suddenly Maraphina, the daughter's Chevios ran onto the stage)
Maraphina. My father, the villa, it burns!
Mann1: What happened?
Maraphina: A man, an avenger! The past brought my father to these scoundrels one! Now he sees the face of death! (A murmur goes through the crowd, the society begins to unravel, the people running back and forth across the stage, most head for the mansion.)
musk priest: Daughter of the Damned, listen to me!
Maraphina: What stranger?
musk priest: The Avenger, what happened to him?
Maraphina: I can It does not say before the fight was going on I took my suitcase and left my corrupt flesh and blood in the lurch, as my father did not otherwise deserve! On my way but I met Chromor, which ran up the hill to the villa. (A resident Gartenas comes running on stage, he comes from the direction of the villa)
Mann2: Since Chevio is dead, killed by Chromor, the checkered! He proclaimed the new rule over Gartenaere, you will subdue or carried off!
musk priest: This leaves only one conclusion: Chromor fully stretched out his threat to the driver. So be it, then I would have no escort back to the fishing village. I could cry to the driver afterwards, but it would not true to call the driver as a friend. He was a welcome companion on my wrong ways, but, to call him a friend, it could perhaps have taken years to know about the true driver off of his grief to learn. Un am present ma ehrlisch, severally but "learn to know better" net gay un 'Run as a guy who after only about! Ha, Watne Spast has got wat he deserved. For who anger in his heart, which can also distribute only anger and he steps back behind him. The result is a colorless man, ruled by instincts. Only when the anger cedes decided whether he becomes a veteran, or whether the way back to reality place. Alas, coachmen, this is not your problem. Thou shalt rest, rest in peace! (Pause.) Come on, its sovereignty by Bramsen, we ride back to the fishing village! I'm there to do more business. (The priest goes with musk of its sovereignty to the exit of Gartenaere Bramsen, Maraphina calls after him.)
Maraphina: stranger, stop! I also need in the fishing village to Dramandona, my good friend. I have no place else I can go, and the road to the fishing village offers significant hazards for me!
musk priest, "You shall know that I am banned in the fishing village. I return to this place, to ensure a riot! If you your life is dear, then you'll have to keep away from me!
Maraphina: I have no interest, not to be in trouble! I will be your companion, because I also completely boring is 'un' so. Otherwise there alone rumzugehen as genuine warmth of the suitcase too heavy for me because the UN has not, because I'm so full of the diva.
musk priest: Ha, one leaves, another one is coming! The eternal circle, which I ventured once again to confirm that people are interchangeable! So be it, daughter of the Baron's fate affected, follow me, but was still a word given to you on the way: I will be busy most of the time to bekrachen me from there zig net around Sun when severally ma totally full in the corner lying around ', and let mixture just have a good kip my cat. Otherwise gibbet deaths, and net just one! This is clearly the ma. (They go together to the output Gartenas.) Un 'nochwat, although he famous un' is notorious, Zex mim Bramsen is strictly prohibited! .
end of Scene 6
Scene 6
(The celebration in Gartenaere. Musk priest can see, he sits in the middle of society on an upturned wine barrel, a half full bottle in his hand out. people sitting around him a second, smaller cluster of people is on the right side of the stage is in the middle of this circle, the sovereignty of Bramsen)
musk priest...: Un 'da de Ziegelhausen came from Ziegelhausen Electronics has to'd isagt manner which his mother insulted an' dat me runs present'd cut foot, as did isagt manner: "Hey characteristic manner sporadically even net but bezüglisch your Mudda can severally say : That which is not at the moment, in the distant future come into appearance "rather than to appear've manner then came after him, and then have severally thrown over his eel Mudda insults in the space, so far. No one heard. Was full of horny, after that gin Iext un 'drunk full or mixed anihalten heimifahren if the cops would have severally disappeared in prison and never a human eye would have my face ever again can see.
Child1 (also in a circle around the priest musk) Musk priest, tell us a story!
Mann1: Yes, oh wise, let your goodness and your experience rain again to this simple peasant figures!
musk priest: I have not come here for me to boast about my exploits! A gate, which shows off and he missed it before boasting, in the right moment with the action to start again! However, to the children's sake, because it is in children's imagination will be inspired by role models, so that is a sprout with a clever, innovative, and moral being, one last story I'll tell you how I revolutionized astrophysics or at least the Revolution helped a little on the jumps. Wear it to that I was invited to the bachelor party in water Broich as guest of honor. His Highness of Bramsen, and for quite a range of straw 80 were at the start, I was already sitting good one and promised a leisurely evening under the oak trees to be (The musk priest is interrupted by a loud bang from one side of the stage is a bright light shining. All celebrants jump up and look in the direction of the light. A panicked cry goes through the crowd that stares motionless at the light. A few moments nothing happened, everyone is like falling into state of shock and advice about what happened could be. Only the priest musk and the sovereignty of Bramsen are drinking even more at. Suddenly Maraphina, the daughter's Chevios ran onto the stage)
Maraphina. My father, the villa, it burns!
Mann1: What happened?
Maraphina: A man, an avenger! The past brought my father to these scoundrels one! Now he sees the face of death! (A murmur goes through the crowd, the society begins to unravel, the people running back and forth across the stage, most head for the mansion.)
musk priest: Daughter of the Damned, listen to me!
Maraphina: What stranger?
musk priest: The Avenger, what happened to him?
Maraphina: I can It does not say before the fight was going on I took my suitcase and left my corrupt flesh and blood in the lurch, as my father did not otherwise deserve! On my way but I met Chromor, which ran up the hill to the villa. (A resident Gartenas comes running on stage, he comes from the direction of the villa)
Mann2: Since Chevio is dead, killed by Chromor, the checkered! He proclaimed the new rule over Gartenaere, you will subdue or carried off!
musk priest: This leaves only one conclusion: Chromor fully stretched out his threat to the driver. So be it, then I would have no escort back to the fishing village. I could cry to the driver afterwards, but it would not true to call the driver as a friend. He was a welcome companion on my wrong ways, but, to call him a friend, it could perhaps have taken years to know about the true driver off of his grief to learn. Un am present ma ehrlisch, severally but "learn to know better" net gay un 'Run as a guy who after only about! Ha, Watne Spast has got wat he deserved. For who anger in his heart, which can also distribute only anger and he steps back behind him. The result is a colorless man, ruled by instincts. Only when the anger cedes decided whether he becomes a veteran, or whether the way back to reality place. Alas, coachmen, this is not your problem. Thou shalt rest, rest in peace! (Pause.) Come on, its sovereignty by Bramsen, we ride back to the fishing village! I'm there to do more business. (The priest goes with musk of its sovereignty to the exit of Gartenaere Bramsen, Maraphina calls after him.)
Maraphina: stranger, stop! I also need in the fishing village to Dramandona, my good friend. I have no place else I can go, and the road to the fishing village offers significant hazards for me!
musk priest, "You shall know that I am banned in the fishing village. I return to this place, to ensure a riot! If you your life is dear, then you'll have to keep away from me!
Maraphina: I have no interest, not to be in trouble! I will be your companion, because I also completely boring is 'un' so. Otherwise there alone rumzugehen as genuine warmth of the suitcase too heavy for me because the UN has not, because I'm so full of the diva.
musk priest: Ha, one leaves, another one is coming! The eternal circle, which I ventured once again to confirm that people are interchangeable! So be it, daughter of the Baron's fate affected, follow me, but was still a word given to you on the way: I will be busy most of the time to bekrachen me from there zig net around Sun when severally ma totally full in the corner lying around ', and let mixture just have a good kip my cat. Otherwise gibbet deaths, and net just one! This is clearly the ma. (They go together to the output Gartenas.) Un 'nochwat, although he famous un' is notorious, Zex mim Bramsen is strictly prohibited! .
end of Scene 6
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Musk priest in Peru - Act 2 Scene 5
Scene 5
(The reception room of a generously furnished house Dramandona and her mother sitting in a chic glass table on the other 2 men who consider themselves quite similar. One is a tanned black haired man in Age of Dramandonas mother. He is clean-shaven, well-trimmed mustache and a striking adorns his face. He wears unbuttoned white Shirt, which brings his black chest hair appearance. In addition, a gold chain is visible around the neck of the elderly. He wears a suit with matching trousers and black patent leather shoes. The younger has a similarly shaped face like the other, only with a beard, but it fully styled hair. He wears a purple shirt, plus a washed-out baggy jeans along with elaborate belt)
mother (smiling at the two gentlemen to Dramandona in a whispering tone). Well, you see, told you I "not 'say? Both Julio and Miguel Lo Suptora del Chabrakezizé are very two good games. (She winks at Dramandona.) So if you ask me, I would be your age Mr been in the wind to shoot for ...
Dramandona: I ask you not. Asks you not! You're old and confused.
Mother: Choose your words, daughter, that you say but will continue with this, as they call it yet, get together musk monk.
Dramandona: Moschusdruide! His name is Moschusdruide, mother! Or ... Hm moment, now you have me confused (she looks intently at the table and ponders Julio takes the opportunity..)
Julio: So, Singoritas what you feel so far away from your peaceful fishing village?
mother (flattering): Eh-hehe, just a small promotional tour for my husband to ... . Promote
Julio: How I notice you have a remarkable Vocabulary! You are truly a representative ... Representative.
Mother: Oh, I beg you with the request, compliment me, not so with compliments. A long-term training in Linuistik and dyslexia school in St. Petersburg to Schpar Fersenöff has already left its mark.
Julio: No, but no, the application, madam, is what matters! Since the best training to help anything if the person behind the language, just empty words, used so as to hide their own irrelevance!
Mother: I babble a moment, I use the language as if it were a second skin for me! I think nothing of it because I do not often think about.
Julio: Just a bookworm, an abnormal creature thinks too much for in life. I always say: thinking is the mother of consciousness. But awareness is only the evil and envious of his stepdaughter Leichtmütigkeit! Both can not live in a house of man, must choose the adolescent: impulse or calculation, lightness, or ice cold calculus, ninjas or pirates, good or evil!
Mother: I think we understand each other. If ninjas have swords of pure light would be the pirates with their harpoons spirits belong to history ...
Julio: ... and Xantron Pharisämir had long been in his hand, while Sir McKirk celebrated in the shadows!
Mother: Exactly! Excellent! Spektakula'er!
Julio: Let us discuss it further in my chambers, and keep my son with her daughter, now quite charming looking for a chat!
Mother: Exactly! Excellent! Spektakula'er!
Julio: Exactly! Excellent! Spektakula'er! (Both left the stage an embarrassing silence arises Then Miguel wishes to speak...)
Miguel: Hey. (Pause.) Do you have just a word of brandishing understand?
Dramandona: I do not know, honestly. Actually, if the symbols were too strange, not so difficult.
Miguel: Hey. This is completely true.
(Pause.)
Miguel: Hey. Does what it says so in your spare time?
Dramandona: I am working on the art of beekeeping.
Miguel: Hey. It is full of interesting, can you tell me more about it?
Dramandona: I lied, I have seen in reality, never in my life a bee.
Miguel: Hey, not really? We have a lot in our garden if you want I could-
Dramandona: I lied again, I have certainly seen bees. I lie in my spare time.
Miguel: Real ... ey?
Dramandona: Yes.
Miguel: Well then is so good, I really do not know just what am I to make of such people who always lie so and so untrue and not be so on Approach people and stuff. Because I always think to myself, why are not all the friends, and why are the non-nice to me, though know that they needed me and my father still can.
Dramandona: a mystery.
(Pause.)
Miguel: I could not help but hey, that you are in love with a man whom your dear mother absolutely not be tolerated!
Dramandona: My father ran him out of our village. I will probably never see him again.
Miguel: I am filled with deep sorrow that story to hear from you. But says it's not that the pain gives way to what has been lost over time a blunt indifference.
Dramandona: Only if you can soften it!
Miguel: So you prayer out of indifference, ey! Life is oh for a bullet (he winks at her while she says) and offer you many joys! And any other side has a medal on which the stop next to the page, the front is so dependent on it! And if her life as a mosaic of EUR downside is composed, it forms a picture of the pain, and you forget to recognize the good things in life.
Dramandona (sarcastically): Yeah I know, and I'm not going to enjoy leaves rustling in the wind and the variety of snow, bitter because I'm sitting by the fire and wait until my life coming to an end.
Miguel: Now you see what I also my goal goals!
Dramandona: I lied again. That happened to me lately so often, it is strange. I love that is no other. The truth is I'm not Dramandona. I'm Dramadon, man! I am sitting here and not just entertain me not with you, Miguel. You say, moreover, not Miguel, but Zaa-a. You have connected from 256 years ago with an antelope and a water wheel, absorbed some of the memories of Julio del Lo Suptora Chabrakezizé without realizing it, so now you think you were his son! Poor fool, poor innocent creature. Now we all see what experiments may be able to! Not stalking around with the genes I warned you all! But you have done anyway! (She gets up, turns to the audience, touches his hand to his heart), the madness, the madness! When will people understand it!
(a long pause creates Miguel is uncertain, changing after a few moments, his facial expression, but again to a safe, dandy.)
Miguel: I can all this be what you want, baby!
Dramandona: Oh, damn, how shall I put this interview now over.
Miguel: We must not talk, we also can do something else. (He draws his eyebrows several times up and leans forward towards Dramandona)
Dramandona: I have migraines.
Miguel: I know as a special cure (a loud noise the Miguel breaks in the sentence. It is the door to Julio's chambers, which pops open with a loud bang. Dramandonas mother comes with solid steps running from the apartments. Is in her face Zorn wrote short behind her comes Julio, angry similar, gesticulating wildly, from his room)
mother. ... the eight-legged Kampfzetter would NEVER be admitted to the deal with the king of the peacocks, if he had known that the lands contact the Baron of St. Ryton all against him.
Julio: But hear it, the Kampfzetter was due to the mind control machine of the evil Vur Zhar to stone but no other option. Even the Kampfzetter therefore acted selfishly! Just for him, it would have been preferable if the machinery had found her abrupt end in the planning phase! Finally, it was a war!
mother Dramandona, let's go! I can not and will not even pause for a moment longer with the subject under one roof!
Miguel: ye are of madness? We are two lovers, you can not force your daughter to come with you!
Dramandona (sarcastically): Yes, my dear Miguel! You can separate us physically, but never in spirit! (In a tone suddenly perplex) Wait, did you you really up there the whole Time on this nonsense to talk?
mother Dramandona, you must refrain from this man, I do only good for you, kid! You may now perhaps be blinded by his charm and his money, but I tell you, it will be your downfall if I do not take with me now!
Dramandona (sarcastically): But mother, no, that can not be! The young love, the tender shoots, trampled by a thousand knights! Tore and bruised it is now on the lawn of life!
mother (Dramandona gripping the arm): You're coming now, daughter! Do what your mother says you! (They Dramandona moves to the exit. Dramandona fights in implausible extreme movements, stretches Miguel pathetic one hand, while she is dragged from the house)
Dramandona: Miguel, oh my love. In everlasting ending never-ending, not even pausing and on the edge of the road to drink probably 1-2 beers rest-giving, infinite and infinitely high infinity plus infinity always one more way you love I will worship you, my (she comes in a standstill, do not know what to say) ... punctured lung in a very positive way!
Miguel: Oh Dramandona! Like I said, the pain of my loss will fly with you, just as mine will be replaced on the evening of joy! Forget me, you must live!
Dramandona: How could I just, tell me how? Adieu!
(Dramandona and her mother disappear through the exit, Julio sits down with his son at the table a long pause..)
Miguel: Well, yes, the haste ma net made clear, no mark on your list!
Julio: Yes, it is doomed. But in two hours is already Braktat the Woman and her three young, good-looking girls! (He smiles as he says this.)
Miguel: yeees! I just love our lives! (He and Julio clap with one's hands.) 4th
(Vorhang.)
end of Scene 5 Scene
Scene 5
(The reception room of a generously furnished house Dramandona and her mother sitting in a chic glass table on the other 2 men who consider themselves quite similar. One is a tanned black haired man in Age of Dramandonas mother. He is clean-shaven, well-trimmed mustache and a striking adorns his face. He wears unbuttoned white Shirt, which brings his black chest hair appearance. In addition, a gold chain is visible around the neck of the elderly. He wears a suit with matching trousers and black patent leather shoes. The younger has a similarly shaped face like the other, only with a beard, but it fully styled hair. He wears a purple shirt, plus a washed-out baggy jeans along with elaborate belt)
mother (smiling at the two gentlemen to Dramandona in a whispering tone). Well, you see, told you I "not 'say? Both Julio and Miguel Lo Suptora del Chabrakezizé are very two good games. (She winks at Dramandona.) So if you ask me, I would be your age Mr been in the wind to shoot for ...
Dramandona: I ask you not. Asks you not! You're old and confused.
Mother: Choose your words, daughter, that you say but will continue with this, as they call it yet, get together musk monk.
Dramandona: Moschusdruide! His name is Moschusdruide, mother! Or ... Hm moment, now you have me confused (she looks intently at the table and ponders Julio takes the opportunity..)
Julio: So, Singoritas what you feel so far away from your peaceful fishing village?
mother (flattering): Eh-hehe, just a small promotional tour for my husband to ... . Promote
Julio: How I notice you have a remarkable Vocabulary! You are truly a representative ... Representative.
Mother: Oh, I beg you with the request, compliment me, not so with compliments. A long-term training in Linuistik and dyslexia school in St. Petersburg to Schpar Fersenöff has already left its mark.
Julio: No, but no, the application, madam, is what matters! Since the best training to help anything if the person behind the language, just empty words, used so as to hide their own irrelevance!
Mother: I babble a moment, I use the language as if it were a second skin for me! I think nothing of it because I do not often think about.
Julio: Just a bookworm, an abnormal creature thinks too much for in life. I always say: thinking is the mother of consciousness. But awareness is only the evil and envious of his stepdaughter Leichtmütigkeit! Both can not live in a house of man, must choose the adolescent: impulse or calculation, lightness, or ice cold calculus, ninjas or pirates, good or evil!
Mother: I think we understand each other. If ninjas have swords of pure light would be the pirates with their harpoons spirits belong to history ...
Julio: ... and Xantron Pharisämir had long been in his hand, while Sir McKirk celebrated in the shadows!
Mother: Exactly! Excellent! Spektakula'er!
Julio: Let us discuss it further in my chambers, and keep my son with her daughter, now quite charming looking for a chat!
Mother: Exactly! Excellent! Spektakula'er!
Julio: Exactly! Excellent! Spektakula'er! (Both left the stage an embarrassing silence arises Then Miguel wishes to speak...)
Miguel: Hey. (Pause.) Do you have just a word of brandishing understand?
Dramandona: I do not know, honestly. Actually, if the symbols were too strange, not so difficult.
Miguel: Hey. This is completely true.
(Pause.)
Miguel: Hey. Does what it says so in your spare time?
Dramandona: I am working on the art of beekeeping.
Miguel: Hey. It is full of interesting, can you tell me more about it?
Dramandona: I lied, I have seen in reality, never in my life a bee.
Miguel: Hey, not really? We have a lot in our garden if you want I could-
Dramandona: I lied again, I have certainly seen bees. I lie in my spare time.
Miguel: Real ... ey?
Dramandona: Yes.
Miguel: Well then is so good, I really do not know just what am I to make of such people who always lie so and so untrue and not be so on Approach people and stuff. Because I always think to myself, why are not all the friends, and why are the non-nice to me, though know that they needed me and my father still can.
Dramandona: a mystery.
(Pause.)
Miguel: I could not help but hey, that you are in love with a man whom your dear mother absolutely not be tolerated!
Dramandona: My father ran him out of our village. I will probably never see him again.
Miguel: I am filled with deep sorrow that story to hear from you. But says it's not that the pain gives way to what has been lost over time a blunt indifference.
Dramandona: Only if you can soften it!
Miguel: So you prayer out of indifference, ey! Life is oh for a bullet (he winks at her while she says) and offer you many joys! And any other side has a medal on which the stop next to the page, the front is so dependent on it! And if her life as a mosaic of EUR downside is composed, it forms a picture of the pain, and you forget to recognize the good things in life.
Dramandona (sarcastically): Yeah I know, and I'm not going to enjoy leaves rustling in the wind and the variety of snow, bitter because I'm sitting by the fire and wait until my life coming to an end.
Miguel: Now you see what I also my goal goals!
Dramandona: I lied again. That happened to me lately so often, it is strange. I love that is no other. The truth is I'm not Dramandona. I'm Dramadon, man! I am sitting here and not just entertain me not with you, Miguel. You say, moreover, not Miguel, but Zaa-a. You have connected from 256 years ago with an antelope and a water wheel, absorbed some of the memories of Julio del Lo Suptora Chabrakezizé without realizing it, so now you think you were his son! Poor fool, poor innocent creature. Now we all see what experiments may be able to! Not stalking around with the genes I warned you all! But you have done anyway! (She gets up, turns to the audience, touches his hand to his heart), the madness, the madness! When will people understand it!
(a long pause creates Miguel is uncertain, changing after a few moments, his facial expression, but again to a safe, dandy.)
Miguel: I can all this be what you want, baby!
Dramandona: Oh, damn, how shall I put this interview now over.
Miguel: We must not talk, we also can do something else. (He draws his eyebrows several times up and leans forward towards Dramandona)
Dramandona: I have migraines.
Miguel: I know as a special cure (a loud noise the Miguel breaks in the sentence. It is the door to Julio's chambers, which pops open with a loud bang. Dramandonas mother comes with solid steps running from the apartments. Is in her face Zorn wrote short behind her comes Julio, angry similar, gesticulating wildly, from his room)
mother. ... the eight-legged Kampfzetter would NEVER be admitted to the deal with the king of the peacocks, if he had known that the lands contact the Baron of St. Ryton all against him.
Julio: But hear it, the Kampfzetter was due to the mind control machine of the evil Vur Zhar to stone but no other option. Even the Kampfzetter therefore acted selfishly! Just for him, it would have been preferable if the machinery had found her abrupt end in the planning phase! Finally, it was a war!
mother Dramandona, let's go! I can not and will not even pause for a moment longer with the subject under one roof!
Miguel: ye are of madness? We are two lovers, you can not force your daughter to come with you!
Dramandona (sarcastically): Yes, my dear Miguel! You can separate us physically, but never in spirit! (In a tone suddenly perplex) Wait, did you you really up there the whole Time on this nonsense to talk?
mother Dramandona, you must refrain from this man, I do only good for you, kid! You may now perhaps be blinded by his charm and his money, but I tell you, it will be your downfall if I do not take with me now!
Dramandona (sarcastically): But mother, no, that can not be! The young love, the tender shoots, trampled by a thousand knights! Tore and bruised it is now on the lawn of life!
mother (Dramandona gripping the arm): You're coming now, daughter! Do what your mother says you! (They Dramandona moves to the exit. Dramandona fights in implausible extreme movements, stretches Miguel pathetic one hand, while she is dragged from the house)
Dramandona: Miguel, oh my love. In everlasting ending never-ending, not even pausing and on the edge of the road to drink probably 1-2 beers rest-giving, infinite and infinitely high infinity plus infinity always one more way you love I will worship you, my (she comes in a standstill, do not know what to say) ... punctured lung in a very positive way!
Miguel: Oh Dramandona! Like I said, the pain of my loss will fly with you, just as mine will be replaced on the evening of joy! Forget me, you must live!
Dramandona: How could I just, tell me how? Adieu!
(Dramandona and her mother disappear through the exit, Julio sits down with his son at the table a long pause..)
Miguel: Well, yes, the haste ma net made clear, no mark on your list!
Julio: Yes, it is doomed. But in two hours is already Braktat the Woman and her three young, good-looking girls! (He smiles as he says this.)
Miguel: yeees! I just love our lives! (He and Julio clap with one's hands.) 4th
(Vorhang.)
end of Scene 5 Scene
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(The first floor of the Villa Da Chevios. The wall is missing, there are large parts of the building in flames. The driver stands in the hallway, holding a sword in his hand. He is looking with his eyes the corridor. Bert, the woman stands at the entrance on the last step of the staircase)
coachman. Chevio Da! Coward, show up! Look what I've done to your villa! Will you not revenge, that I sat down with my dynamite in rubble and ashes? (He goes to the first door and hammering it.) Come out 'wherever you may be! (Suddenly the door opens at the end of the corridor. A man in a stylish black suit out of the door, holding in one hand and a musket on the run, in the other arm of a young woman. It is because Chevio. He looks panicky through the burning floor, as he suddenly saw the driver)
Since Chevio. who you are? How did you come over to my guards, and why the rage? Know ye not that ye mess with Da Chevio, the rumen King, the Grim!
coachman rumen King, pah! I know of only one true king of the rumen! Since
Chevio: Choose your words, young man! I can kill you on the spot if I feel like it. The police chief Gardenas is on my side. Fucking, I am the chief of police Gardenas!
Kutscher: This has provided for you so the killing of El Ozoros ... Since
Chevio: El Ozoro? How do you know
-driver: He was my brother, dog! You have your drug empire rumen take it first from my brother so unhappy, can he of Qa, the killer had put the dagger in the heart of you responsible! Now you will pay for your folly, and release the people of Gartenaere!
(Pause.) As
Chevio (Addressing himself to the young woman): Maraphina, go now your down to the celebration. Your father will meet the same!
Maraphina: Father? Oh you're no longer my father, drug lord! If I had known that all my life has been funded by dirty money. Oh, I would rather go buy, my father! And since I got nothing sensible out drug lord's daughter, I will continue to do so now! On the market place are determined to find enough men who pay me the way to the fishing village, where I will draw Dramandona, my good friend. Farewell to bring acker son of a bitch, o 'my father! (Maraphina a suitcase in his hand, walks past the driver, who pays tribute to not look at and has directed his eyes only on Da Chevio Bert, the woman takes a step to the side and lets them..) Since
Chevio: Since do you have it, now my daughter is also one of those! Those infamous women who dwell on the roadside.
Kutscher: Do not dare to take the word of honor in the face, With Chevio! You are a coward, and you get what is due to cowards. Since
Chevio: Me? A coward? You're more of a coward! What have you done already! Two years of your life wasted, to avenge only a skeleton! Do you think that El Ozoro would return alive? Do you think that by my death would be Gartenaere to Garden of Eden? (He takes a step toward the driver, his hair sweeps to the rear.) I, however, have courage, oh yes! Courage to do what I want, and which in this case to do what is necessary! The people driving under the yoke, to feed them with feasts and cheap wine. To stifle the true art, while empty shells are supposed to take the everyday life of common people. Sent to spread the seeds of revolution, but not to its leader, no, valid for the entire state! The State is to blame if it goes bad people, and not because Chevio, no! Since Chevio is indeed the patron how to bad people do. Ha, after some time and lucrative investments they even forget, what with Chevio Since making his money. It's pure genius to exploit the stupidity of the masses and promoting natural instincts of the herd to work, entertainment and supposed self-determination to use as a foundation for the castle of my rule. A castle stood firm, I tell you, brother El Ozoros! I always say, you realize that you got it right when the people who rob you, a really adore! Yes, There Chevio is celebrated Since Chevio is the center! Since celebrates all Chevio. The thinking people in prisons, the masses on the streets, the hookers on the street! Since Chevio and celebrates all his crimes. And now, tell me, how would the situation without being there Chevio?
(A small pause.)
Kutscher: The people would live in true freedom. Since
Chevio: True Freedom? Pah, I do not laugh! But most can not distinguish between their true freedom and liberty! Ask the blacksmith in question, the basket weaver! They will say that they are free that they can move in Gartenaere how they want to say that they can do what they want and they can even leave Gartenaere, whenever they want! On the contrary, if the constant Since Chevio away from their lives, they will not be those who worship the killers as Chevios, no, they will be so unsettling that it will be hard for you is to leave the city alive. However, those who wanted to taste the true freedom and this could also appreciated are locked deep in the dungeons under Gartenaere. What they do not know is that there is no true freedom. As if Chevio assigns, cruelly slaughtered by the brother of the slain El Ozoros, what then? First confusion, then a young man sees his chance to rise, to bring order to the structures. Even if the boy is still pure and free of all crimes is the rise to it alone will already be an act where he will betray his father, his landlord and his best friend. Stage one of decline. The higher he climbs the stairs of fame, the deeper he sinks into the hell of crime, and ultimately found in a burning house again, what will be his final resting place. It can survive to fight it, but even he, if he can remember because realize is that it will then drive another burning house in the demonic tentacles of the Incarnate. The summary of it is easy to say it again: As Chevio kill, and he descends into hell. Since fighting Chevio is for his time to hell or to extend a few days. But it will always come evil leaders, whose fate will be the burning oceans of the underworld. This raises the question of what one would prefer a good man, oppressed, imprisoned, blinded, or an evil man, the spear of hell in the corner of my eye forever. Determination of destination, dear brother! And each destination is equally good and bad. (Since Chevio stops talking. A pause.) Well, is what holds sway your office, brother avenger! Kill me, but count on my defense! (Since Chevio throws away his musket, and pulls out a sword.)
coachman had Such wise words I by a dog as you expected. But I've also got something to instill in the path to hell, from ye said,: First I fuck up, then I fuck your mother! Me and my Homez we fuck everything and everyone, and then we fuck the mothers of everyone and everything. We do not care about nationality, we just fuck off anyone who stands in our way, and if you like but Schabo rape with gay students arrive then I'll get out my Basey and off you go thing. A true G, understand, not be so encouraging to the marketplace R'n'B hear a real player! And who thinks he can fuck with our family that is FUCKED (he calls the last three words out loud, and falls on Da Chevio to. A wild fight entbricht by both parties are equal. Since Chevio is, after he briefly had the upper hand against the wall)
Since Chevio (in one to inappropriate content, anxious tone of voice). You think, I was already finished, how? I am just beginning! A-But just in case it does not give the chance to impress up with something right? Discounts on fishing rods, lots of petroleum? You need to know, I'm tons of kerosene remained seated because systematically terminate their contracts with me all the villages, the pirates are cheaper ...
driver (makes a blow and hits the chest as Chevios): Now it's time to die! Jesus tell a great Greetings from me if you see him down there! (With a final blow as the driver hits Chevios neck)
Since Chevio (gasping, while the sword falls from his hand): Argh! It ... is now well ... Time! And if I had but ... still so much ... ate a ham sandwich! Mmm ... ham (Since Chevio collapses and dies, the driver is standing beside the corpse Nahm..)
Kutscher: So be it, brother, you are avenged! Look wat the pig is losing blood horny! (The entrance is a person slipped, she goes to Bert, past the woman and eventually reaches the unsuspecting driver as it is almost behind him, flashed a dagger in her hand..)
Bert: Look, coachman! (The driver turns around, but it is too late The person the driver rammed the knife into his chest when he turns around..)
Kutscher (in pain): Ah! Who is it? ... (He's face twists in pain, close your eyes) Oh, and it is the Chequered, who finally sealed my fate ... Chromor, so you step on the fate of the evil people? (He drops to his knees) You will then take over the role of the oppressor, and your journey will leave you fall deeper and deeper, you're finally ... ah! 've reached the bottom! At the bottom, where you can no longer terrorize! (He lies down flat on the floor, breathing heavily) ... Somehow I am sorry you ... Argh! (The Driver dies. Chromor stands beside the dead driver. He smiles sublime, his hands buried in his hips in Siegerspose)
Chromor: I do not understand what you just said, but you're probably the one who will regret to the world. The raised coach avenge his brother, and died there! How tragic! Tragic and revolutionary! For now dawns a new era: the era of Chromor, the checkered and its 18 humid mountain vassals. And I say, cabby, will soon be there not 18, no, soon it will be 19, and then hundreds, haha haha! (He laughs heartily) And now, please, allow me to eat your heart as promised! Forever shall I Remove from your chest, that your courage and your Rage to go with me! (He goes to the driver, turns his head toward the entrance, and pulls the dagger from the chest of that) Oh, and Bert, the woman?
Bert: Yes, what is Chromor!
Chromor: I am your new ruler, a first remission! It is forbidden to you from now on, the name "Bert, the woman" to wear!
Bert: Oh, fucking! It has net et really easy when you're surrounded only by Spast!
(curtain)
end scene 4th
(The first floor of the Villa Da Chevios. The wall is missing, there are large parts of the building in flames. The driver stands in the hallway, holding a sword in his hand. He is looking with his eyes the corridor. Bert, the woman stands at the entrance on the last step of the staircase)
coachman. Chevio Da! Coward, show up! Look what I've done to your villa! Will you not revenge, that I sat down with my dynamite in rubble and ashes? (He goes to the first door and hammering it.) Come out 'wherever you may be! (Suddenly the door opens at the end of the corridor. A man in a stylish black suit out of the door, holding in one hand and a musket on the run, in the other arm of a young woman. It is because Chevio. He looks panicky through the burning floor, as he suddenly saw the driver)
Since Chevio. who you are? How did you come over to my guards, and why the rage? Know ye not that ye mess with Da Chevio, the rumen King, the Grim!
coachman rumen King, pah! I know of only one true king of the rumen! Since
Chevio: Choose your words, young man! I can kill you on the spot if I feel like it. The police chief Gardenas is on my side. Fucking, I am the chief of police Gardenas!
Kutscher: This has provided for you so the killing of El Ozoros ... Since
Chevio: El Ozoro? How do you know
-driver: He was my brother, dog! You have your drug empire rumen take it first from my brother so unhappy, can he of Qa, the killer had put the dagger in the heart of you responsible! Now you will pay for your folly, and release the people of Gartenaere!
(Pause.) As
Chevio (Addressing himself to the young woman): Maraphina, go now your down to the celebration. Your father will meet the same!
Maraphina: Father? Oh you're no longer my father, drug lord! If I had known that all my life has been funded by dirty money. Oh, I would rather go buy, my father! And since I got nothing sensible out drug lord's daughter, I will continue to do so now! On the market place are determined to find enough men who pay me the way to the fishing village, where I will draw Dramandona, my good friend. Farewell to bring acker son of a bitch, o 'my father! (Maraphina a suitcase in his hand, walks past the driver, who pays tribute to not look at and has directed his eyes only on Da Chevio Bert, the woman takes a step to the side and lets them..) Since
Chevio: Since do you have it, now my daughter is also one of those! Those infamous women who dwell on the roadside.
Kutscher: Do not dare to take the word of honor in the face, With Chevio! You are a coward, and you get what is due to cowards. Since
Chevio: Me? A coward? You're more of a coward! What have you done already! Two years of your life wasted, to avenge only a skeleton! Do you think that El Ozoro would return alive? Do you think that by my death would be Gartenaere to Garden of Eden? (He takes a step toward the driver, his hair sweeps to the rear.) I, however, have courage, oh yes! Courage to do what I want, and which in this case to do what is necessary! The people driving under the yoke, to feed them with feasts and cheap wine. To stifle the true art, while empty shells are supposed to take the everyday life of common people. Sent to spread the seeds of revolution, but not to its leader, no, valid for the entire state! The State is to blame if it goes bad people, and not because Chevio, no! Since Chevio is indeed the patron how to bad people do. Ha, after some time and lucrative investments they even forget, what with Chevio Since making his money. It's pure genius to exploit the stupidity of the masses and promoting natural instincts of the herd to work, entertainment and supposed self-determination to use as a foundation for the castle of my rule. A castle stood firm, I tell you, brother El Ozoros! I always say, you realize that you got it right when the people who rob you, a really adore! Yes, There Chevio is celebrated Since Chevio is the center! Since celebrates all Chevio. The thinking people in prisons, the masses on the streets, the hookers on the street! Since Chevio and celebrates all his crimes. And now, tell me, how would the situation without being there Chevio?
(A small pause.)
Kutscher: The people would live in true freedom. Since
Chevio: True Freedom? Pah, I do not laugh! But most can not distinguish between their true freedom and liberty! Ask the blacksmith in question, the basket weaver! They will say that they are free that they can move in Gartenaere how they want to say that they can do what they want and they can even leave Gartenaere, whenever they want! On the contrary, if the constant Since Chevio away from their lives, they will not be those who worship the killers as Chevios, no, they will be so unsettling that it will be hard for you is to leave the city alive. However, those who wanted to taste the true freedom and this could also appreciated are locked deep in the dungeons under Gartenaere. What they do not know is that there is no true freedom. As if Chevio assigns, cruelly slaughtered by the brother of the slain El Ozoros, what then? First confusion, then a young man sees his chance to rise, to bring order to the structures. Even if the boy is still pure and free of all crimes is the rise to it alone will already be an act where he will betray his father, his landlord and his best friend. Stage one of decline. The higher he climbs the stairs of fame, the deeper he sinks into the hell of crime, and ultimately found in a burning house again, what will be his final resting place. It can survive to fight it, but even he, if he can remember because realize is that it will then drive another burning house in the demonic tentacles of the Incarnate. The summary of it is easy to say it again: As Chevio kill, and he descends into hell. Since fighting Chevio is for his time to hell or to extend a few days. But it will always come evil leaders, whose fate will be the burning oceans of the underworld. This raises the question of what one would prefer a good man, oppressed, imprisoned, blinded, or an evil man, the spear of hell in the corner of my eye forever. Determination of destination, dear brother! And each destination is equally good and bad. (Since Chevio stops talking. A pause.) Well, is what holds sway your office, brother avenger! Kill me, but count on my defense! (Since Chevio throws away his musket, and pulls out a sword.)
coachman had Such wise words I by a dog as you expected. But I've also got something to instill in the path to hell, from ye said,: First I fuck up, then I fuck your mother! Me and my Homez we fuck everything and everyone, and then we fuck the mothers of everyone and everything. We do not care about nationality, we just fuck off anyone who stands in our way, and if you like but Schabo rape with gay students arrive then I'll get out my Basey and off you go thing. A true G, understand, not be so encouraging to the marketplace R'n'B hear a real player! And who thinks he can fuck with our family that is FUCKED (he calls the last three words out loud, and falls on Da Chevio to. A wild fight entbricht by both parties are equal. Since Chevio is, after he briefly had the upper hand against the wall)
Since Chevio (in one to inappropriate content, anxious tone of voice). You think, I was already finished, how? I am just beginning! A-But just in case it does not give the chance to impress up with something right? Discounts on fishing rods, lots of petroleum? You need to know, I'm tons of kerosene remained seated because systematically terminate their contracts with me all the villages, the pirates are cheaper ...
driver (makes a blow and hits the chest as Chevios): Now it's time to die! Jesus tell a great Greetings from me if you see him down there! (With a final blow as the driver hits Chevios neck)
Since Chevio (gasping, while the sword falls from his hand): Argh! It ... is now well ... Time! And if I had but ... still so much ... ate a ham sandwich! Mmm ... ham (Since Chevio collapses and dies, the driver is standing beside the corpse Nahm..)
Kutscher: So be it, brother, you are avenged! Look wat the pig is losing blood horny! (The entrance is a person slipped, she goes to Bert, past the woman and eventually reaches the unsuspecting driver as it is almost behind him, flashed a dagger in her hand..)
Bert: Look, coachman! (The driver turns around, but it is too late The person the driver rammed the knife into his chest when he turns around..)
Kutscher (in pain): Ah! Who is it? ... (He's face twists in pain, close your eyes) Oh, and it is the Chequered, who finally sealed my fate ... Chromor, so you step on the fate of the evil people? (He drops to his knees) You will then take over the role of the oppressor, and your journey will leave you fall deeper and deeper, you're finally ... ah! 've reached the bottom! At the bottom, where you can no longer terrorize! (He lies down flat on the floor, breathing heavily) ... Somehow I am sorry you ... Argh! (The Driver dies. Chromor stands beside the dead driver. He smiles sublime, his hands buried in his hips in Siegerspose)
Chromor: I do not understand what you just said, but you're probably the one who will regret to the world. The raised coach avenge his brother, and died there! How tragic! Tragic and revolutionary! For now dawns a new era: the era of Chromor, the checkered and its 18 humid mountain vassals. And I say, cabby, will soon be there not 18, no, soon it will be 19, and then hundreds, haha haha! (He laughs heartily) And now, please, allow me to eat your heart as promised! Forever shall I Remove from your chest, that your courage and your Rage to go with me! (He goes to the driver, turns his head toward the entrance, and pulls the dagger from the chest of that) Oh, and Bert, the woman?
Bert: Yes, what is Chromor!
Chromor: I am your new ruler, a first remission! It is forbidden to you from now on, the name "Bert, the woman" to wear!
Bert: Oh, fucking! It has net et really easy when you're surrounded only by Spast!
(curtain)
end scene 4th
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Musk priest in Peru - Act 2 Scene 3
Scene 3
(The house of the mayor of the fishing village. The mayor is sitting at his table. He has several documents on the Secretary distributed, and wrote a letter with one hand while holding the other leg of a chicken, which he occasionally bites, then put it back on the plate with another chicken legs, which is located on the edge of the table. He was loud, according to his letter)
mayor. Termination of the contract for the petroleum. Ladies and gentlemen, that I will relate my petrol in future illegal by desert pirate, I have my contract with your company unfortunately cancel. I am aware that you have provided our village for over twenty years of reliable service with petroleum, but as I always say a little sloppy: if somewhere a cheaper option indicates that no matter how reprehensible, then they also have their own children in need from all the limbs ... (He is interrupted by a knock at the door) Who's there?
servant, Mr. Mayor, an ambassador from Gardena has arrived!
Mayor: Let him in, Reinne Frank Williams! I'm curious to see what I could expect from Gardena. (A skinny man in a red dress uniform, which has many buttons, enters the room.) So, what did you bring me today? And woe to you, it is again advertising for this new "power" to which the people are so desperate lately. Such new-fangled stuff but opens the door to a dehumanized World in which we are dominated by metal man!
ambassador: Nothing of the kind, I have only one-liners to convey: the musk priest was sighted in Gardena at the celebration. He's showed up with an unknown man and the world famous ass "its sovereignty by Bramsen. The intentions are entirely unknown to me, but he was spotted drinking.
Mayor: Ha, well that's even a good message! Dramandona travels to the south and is the wife of Miguel del Lo Suptora Chabrakezizé, while the musk priest of his favorite pastime of drinking, in the far West pursues! Reinne Frank Williams, I have a job for you! (Reinne Frank Williams enters the room.)
Reinne Frank Williams: What can I do for you, Mayor?
Mayor: Just in case that the musk priest should return I want you to hire someone to stand guard at the western entrance of our village. Yes, instruct Qa, the killer! He will take care of it! And now let me alone! I have yet to pick a bone with the petroleum company like that which I eat now, hahahaha! (He is the only one who laughs at his unfortunate pun loud He bites of chicken leg, the two officials left the room..)
Mayor: So, where were we ... oh in children without limbs, delicious ... (He begins mumbling quietly to write more.)
end of Scene 3
Scene 3
(The house of the mayor of the fishing village. The mayor is sitting at his table. He has several documents on the Secretary distributed, and wrote a letter with one hand while holding the other leg of a chicken, which he occasionally bites, then put it back on the plate with another chicken legs, which is located on the edge of the table. He was loud, according to his letter)
mayor. Termination of the contract for the petroleum. Ladies and gentlemen, that I will relate my petrol in future illegal by desert pirate, I have my contract with your company unfortunately cancel. I am aware that you have provided our village for over twenty years of reliable service with petroleum, but as I always say a little sloppy: if somewhere a cheaper option indicates that no matter how reprehensible, then they also have their own children in need from all the limbs ... (He is interrupted by a knock at the door) Who's there?
servant, Mr. Mayor, an ambassador from Gardena has arrived!
Mayor: Let him in, Reinne Frank Williams! I'm curious to see what I could expect from Gardena. (A skinny man in a red dress uniform, which has many buttons, enters the room.) So, what did you bring me today? And woe to you, it is again advertising for this new "power" to which the people are so desperate lately. Such new-fangled stuff but opens the door to a dehumanized World in which we are dominated by metal man!
ambassador: Nothing of the kind, I have only one-liners to convey: the musk priest was sighted in Gardena at the celebration. He's showed up with an unknown man and the world famous ass "its sovereignty by Bramsen. The intentions are entirely unknown to me, but he was spotted drinking.
Mayor: Ha, well that's even a good message! Dramandona travels to the south and is the wife of Miguel del Lo Suptora Chabrakezizé, while the musk priest of his favorite pastime of drinking, in the far West pursues! Reinne Frank Williams, I have a job for you! (Reinne Frank Williams enters the room.)
Reinne Frank Williams: What can I do for you, Mayor?
Mayor: Just in case that the musk priest should return I want you to hire someone to stand guard at the western entrance of our village. Yes, instruct Qa, the killer! He will take care of it! And now let me alone! I have yet to pick a bone with the petroleum company like that which I eat now, hahahaha! (He is the only one who laughs at his unfortunate pun loud He bites of chicken leg, the two officials left the room..)
Mayor: So, where were we ... oh in children without limbs, delicious ... (He begins mumbling quietly to write more.)
end of Scene 3
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The musk priest in Peru - Act 2 Scene 2
Act 2
Scene 2
(The Marketplace of Gartenaere. It's decorated colorful and festive, in the lanterns produced dimmed dark yellow light is a group of people left out party on while entering the musk priest, accompanied by the wild determined coachman the scene. You are approaching a . drink mixed age group of several men standing around for some wine barrels, and talk with the driver pushes a firm step into the circle of people)
driver (in a loud tone, the group addressing).: Where is he?
Mann1: Where's who?
Mann2: I once knew a man who is the strange name of "He" was wearing. Maybe he means it!
Mann3: "Him"? My great-uncle was known as "him", but that's missing for five years!
Mann1: Say what you want from his great uncle!
Mann2: No, no, but he wants a "He" and I have only the personal pronoun "him" thrown in the room!
Mann3: Then what do you want from my great uncle! Will you make fun of me?
Mann2: No I did not mean it but in the sense, as I said, it had only a grammar Sense.
Mann3: Well that's great, we are from the same problems found as five years ago, as "Him" dwelt among us still. At that time we had decided because of the confusion about his name, the personal pronoun "him" only "it-2" mentioned. was lost when my great-uncle, then, is modified by the pronoun "him-2" only to "him-1" and then back to the regular "him". I suggest again the "it-2" to strive for solution!
musk priest: Would not it have been easier to rename your great uncle or him-2 (I mean, after the newly introduced rule now the personal pronoun) at least with the name "Him-2" refer to?
Mann3: What? That would not be my uncle can do that, he had earned the nickname because of his heroic deeds during the years of the lion. It would be an insult to our entire village was, my great-uncle "Him-2" mentioned. A personal pronoun of my great-uncle, as far as it might more!
Kutscher: Since Chevio! I am looking for him!
Mann3: What Da Chevio, and why are you looking for my great-uncle? I am looking for him-2 for 20 minutes because I wanted to ask him how to build from a can and a bunch of tubes, distillation apparatus!
coachman, "To your Great-uncle? I'm asking you to Da Chevio, because I just look!
musk priest: Pfedezugspast foolish, I think you have something mitgekriegt. "Him" is now "it-2" because "Him" is the great uncle of Mann3. (He points to Mann3.)
Kutscher: So when I say that I am looking for him-2 I can not apply only to him but also for example on Da Chevio.
Mann3: is correct, that simple!
Kutscher: Then I will answer questions before I ... (He is interrupted by Mann1)
Mann1: Because I get but the blaubeerbaumgedächtnisquartettspeiende Hydra! (He points to the musk priest) He's the one!
Mann2: Who? About the man with the name "He" was aware that I? He looked completely different but he was in appearance more like him.
Mann3: He was looking from the "He-He" similar? Who is now the "He-He"? An evil villain who killed him and he and the now decorated with two names?
musk priest: That would make sense if He looked like He-He He-He could have quickly adopted the identity of it! Say what was he by profession!
Mann2: He was a pig.
Mann3: Just as my great-uncle to him!
musk priest: a mystery. To solve this stalemate, I suggest that you you a thickness Stick obsolete, and thus totschlagt your pig. As is now clear that your pig "He-He" is, and both he killed him to get to the identity, and to the pigs, and to Him He must be avenged. I demand justice themselves! Justice! Intestines on the floor!
Mann2 (rising from the wine barrel, the musk priests face looking): Amazingly, this detective. Say, stranger, how is your name?
musk priest: You tell me not my name, I will not tell you your name!
Mann1: I wanted to say now. It is he, he's actually, and "he" I mean this time none other than the musk priests!
(the word musk priest a murmur goes through the crowd, people soft at first a step back before they stare at him with curious eyes again.)
Kutscher: You said he is the ... (He also points to the musk priests) Wait a minute, why did we would have no new rules for "he" hit, but now you actually say it-2. But then you ought to actually also the case that "he" and "him" appear one after the other ... (He falls silent when he realizes that his pondering on the subject of the new regulations are no longer present)
Mann1: I've seen him once-2, It was in faraway Europe.
Mann2: You are the Legendary? The man without a hangover after a night in the Battle of the Sapphire Coast?
musk priest: fighting and drinking, both of my profession. I was at that time as an archaeologist involved in the battle, only with a box under his arm Bitburger.
Mann3: However, it should be, which ended the war for both parties in a brilliant move.
musk priest: This requirement may not be discussed in more detail. The boasting and bragging is what "dancing all night" for Arschgefickte Love Parade-Tucker, who like after they have been whistled Extacypillen 200. Pah, gay fags and pig priest! Now go to avenge your friends, your creatures! (Mann1 Mann2 and look at each other, nod and leave the company.)
Kutscher: If I had a hunch. I collected them all once you collecting cards from the musk-priest-revision2 collectors' collection. A very lucrative business!
Mann3: And I have all the revision1!
musk priest (the other two high in a voice imitating): And I have all of the Revision3! Let rumziehen us and make us more walls in our little nose to the end of the day "musk priest + driver + Mann3 best friends 4ever!" Tattooed on our arms to have. Gay people is, you but fuck ma present genuine. Now I mean, yes, here and now! It's can I do it out directly here, I'll simply bekrachen! (Creates an awkward silence) Well? What is now? Back to business, we fuck Since Chevio or net?
Mann3: Because you want to know where Chevio, the patron is?
Kutscher: Very good, finally the train track is bent back on the right track! He will be mine!
musk priest: Eastern'm already getting full fire. Eastern'll present an ordinary annual wegsaufen while you, oh carriage cattle, goes through the burning gates of your destiny and a gay affair with Da Chevio anfangt, from that, it promises the fateful promise grave able to El Ozoro, only one out with his own life in the hands of the Colosseum in the walk of fame! (The musk priest takes a back seat, turns to the group in the middle of the stage and pulls a reveler a bottle of wine from the hand and the empties. A brawl in the back of the stage occurs in which the musk priest actively involved. Meanwhile speaking in front of the driver with Mann3)
coachman. Tell me, where Da is Chevio. Quick, I must-see 2 before Chromor!
Mann3: Since Chevio is in his villa, I can take you there! But tell me, I heard that her grief mooted by the patrons?
driver: He killed El Ozoro, my brother!
Mann3: He has come from noble motives, this driver! I'll take you to the patrons, even if it's fate once again plunged into uncertainty Gardenias'. But you must know, I also cherish grief against the patrons! I called Bert, the woman had, by Da Chevio lost my job and well-paid civil servants at his command I can not call me Bert, his wife. You do well, the patron, oh, the tyrant with the courage to counter a lampshade!
driver: Then we go at once.
Bert: So be it! (The driver and Bert, the woman left the scene.)
end of Scene 2
Act 2
Scene 2
(The Marketplace of Gartenaere. It's decorated colorful and festive, in the lanterns produced dimmed dark yellow light is a group of people left out party on while entering the musk priest, accompanied by the wild determined coachman the scene. You are approaching a . drink mixed age group of several men standing around for some wine barrels, and talk with the driver pushes a firm step into the circle of people)
driver (in a loud tone, the group addressing).: Where is he?
Mann1: Where's who?
Mann2: I once knew a man who is the strange name of "He" was wearing. Maybe he means it!
Mann3: "Him"? My great-uncle was known as "him", but that's missing for five years!
Mann1: Say what you want from his great uncle!
Mann2: No, no, but he wants a "He" and I have only the personal pronoun "him" thrown in the room!
Mann3: Then what do you want from my great uncle! Will you make fun of me?
Mann2: No I did not mean it but in the sense, as I said, it had only a grammar Sense.
Mann3: Well that's great, we are from the same problems found as five years ago, as "Him" dwelt among us still. At that time we had decided because of the confusion about his name, the personal pronoun "him" only "it-2" mentioned. was lost when my great-uncle, then, is modified by the pronoun "him-2" only to "him-1" and then back to the regular "him". I suggest again the "it-2" to strive for solution!
musk priest: Would not it have been easier to rename your great uncle or him-2 (I mean, after the newly introduced rule now the personal pronoun) at least with the name "Him-2" refer to?
Mann3: What? That would not be my uncle can do that, he had earned the nickname because of his heroic deeds during the years of the lion. It would be an insult to our entire village was, my great-uncle "Him-2" mentioned. A personal pronoun of my great-uncle, as far as it might more!
Kutscher: Since Chevio! I am looking for him!
Mann3: What Da Chevio, and why are you looking for my great-uncle? I am looking for him-2 for 20 minutes because I wanted to ask him how to build from a can and a bunch of tubes, distillation apparatus!
coachman, "To your Great-uncle? I'm asking you to Da Chevio, because I just look!
musk priest: Pfedezugspast foolish, I think you have something mitgekriegt. "Him" is now "it-2" because "Him" is the great uncle of Mann3. (He points to Mann3.)
Kutscher: So when I say that I am looking for him-2 I can not apply only to him but also for example on Da Chevio.
Mann3: is correct, that simple!
Kutscher: Then I will answer questions before I ... (He is interrupted by Mann1)
Mann1: Because I get but the blaubeerbaumgedächtnisquartettspeiende Hydra! (He points to the musk priest) He's the one!
Mann2: Who? About the man with the name "He" was aware that I? He looked completely different but he was in appearance more like him.
Mann3: He was looking from the "He-He" similar? Who is now the "He-He"? An evil villain who killed him and he and the now decorated with two names?
musk priest: That would make sense if He looked like He-He He-He could have quickly adopted the identity of it! Say what was he by profession!
Mann2: He was a pig.
Mann3: Just as my great-uncle to him!
musk priest: a mystery. To solve this stalemate, I suggest that you you a thickness Stick obsolete, and thus totschlagt your pig. As is now clear that your pig "He-He" is, and both he killed him to get to the identity, and to the pigs, and to Him He must be avenged. I demand justice themselves! Justice! Intestines on the floor!
Mann2 (rising from the wine barrel, the musk priests face looking): Amazingly, this detective. Say, stranger, how is your name?
musk priest: You tell me not my name, I will not tell you your name!
Mann1: I wanted to say now. It is he, he's actually, and "he" I mean this time none other than the musk priests!
(the word musk priest a murmur goes through the crowd, people soft at first a step back before they stare at him with curious eyes again.)
Kutscher: You said he is the ... (He also points to the musk priests) Wait a minute, why did we would have no new rules for "he" hit, but now you actually say it-2. But then you ought to actually also the case that "he" and "him" appear one after the other ... (He falls silent when he realizes that his pondering on the subject of the new regulations are no longer present)
Mann1: I've seen him once-2, It was in faraway Europe.
Mann2: You are the Legendary? The man without a hangover after a night in the Battle of the Sapphire Coast?
musk priest: fighting and drinking, both of my profession. I was at that time as an archaeologist involved in the battle, only with a box under his arm Bitburger.
Mann3: However, it should be, which ended the war for both parties in a brilliant move.
musk priest: This requirement may not be discussed in more detail. The boasting and bragging is what "dancing all night" for Arschgefickte Love Parade-Tucker, who like after they have been whistled Extacypillen 200. Pah, gay fags and pig priest! Now go to avenge your friends, your creatures! (Mann1 Mann2 and look at each other, nod and leave the company.)
Kutscher: If I had a hunch. I collected them all once you collecting cards from the musk-priest-revision2 collectors' collection. A very lucrative business!
Mann3: And I have all the revision1!
musk priest (the other two high in a voice imitating): And I have all of the Revision3! Let rumziehen us and make us more walls in our little nose to the end of the day "musk priest + driver + Mann3 best friends 4ever!" Tattooed on our arms to have. Gay people is, you but fuck ma present genuine. Now I mean, yes, here and now! It's can I do it out directly here, I'll simply bekrachen! (Creates an awkward silence) Well? What is now? Back to business, we fuck Since Chevio or net?
Mann3: Because you want to know where Chevio, the patron is?
Kutscher: Very good, finally the train track is bent back on the right track! He will be mine!
musk priest: Eastern'm already getting full fire. Eastern'll present an ordinary annual wegsaufen while you, oh carriage cattle, goes through the burning gates of your destiny and a gay affair with Da Chevio anfangt, from that, it promises the fateful promise grave able to El Ozoro, only one out with his own life in the hands of the Colosseum in the walk of fame! (The musk priest takes a back seat, turns to the group in the middle of the stage and pulls a reveler a bottle of wine from the hand and the empties. A brawl in the back of the stage occurs in which the musk priest actively involved. Meanwhile speaking in front of the driver with Mann3)
coachman. Tell me, where Da is Chevio. Quick, I must-see 2 before Chromor!
Mann3: Since Chevio is in his villa, I can take you there! But tell me, I heard that her grief mooted by the patrons?
driver: He killed El Ozoro, my brother!
Mann3: He has come from noble motives, this driver! I'll take you to the patrons, even if it's fate once again plunged into uncertainty Gardenias'. But you must know, I also cherish grief against the patrons! I called Bert, the woman had, by Da Chevio lost my job and well-paid civil servants at his command I can not call me Bert, his wife. You do well, the patron, oh, the tyrant with the courage to counter a lampshade!
driver: Then we go at once.
Bert: So be it! (The driver and Bert, the woman left the scene.)
end of Scene 2
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Musk priest in Peru - Act 2 Scene 1
Act 2
Scene 1
(The entrance a city. A sign stands beside the path on which in large letters "Gartenaere" is written. An old woman sitting outside their front door and weaving a basket. The musk priest and the coachman to be ridden on the sovereignty Bramsen. The coach of the two can not be seen, both the priest and musk have the driver next to the dirt on their clothes now burns. The driver sees the sign, jumps off and looks at it. The musk priest, however, remains seated for a while, and jump until he sees the old woman. He walks up to them)
musk priest. Milady weave you baskets?
Old Man: Oh yes baskets, baskets oh yes! All day baskets. 3 copper coins for a Package!
musk priest: the famous Korbflechterinnen Gardena So. Then they would also have the old song "of the Korbesflechtkunst" know.
Old: Very well, I know it. It is an ancient custom to sing it every night.
musk priest: Well, why do not you sing?
Old Man: It was no one there to listen, until you got away two gentlewomen. All are at the festival, which since Chevio hosts.
musk priest: ye o Holde annoy me with your fucking life story about but few running up since Chevios or wollet their sound your beautiful song in the night sky sternenbehangenen.
old woman singing, so be it. (The old woman starts to sing:) We weave
and weave the baskets, even if we die soon
by terror.
We weave and weave the baskets, even if
detonate bombs behind us.
Chorus:
And if God willing and the other girl also God, then we weave
until 8 April.
And if God wants and then Shamamir also
we weave until moon.
And if God willing and the fly then,
is then the chorus after only 3 lines to end 'and that too with too many syllables! weave (A dilemma, a dilemma!)
We and weave the baskets, even if
industry has been driven us all.
We weave and weave the baskets,
even if everyone says: "We have had enough of you!"
(chorus)
We weave and weave the baskets,
even if "move and" weave "are indeed equal.
We weave and weave the baskets, even if
for us to kill a child!
(chorus x24)
musk priest: It is meet and right!
driver: Hey, you lovebirds come down from your ma Sing Sang-shit. Because I want to fuck Chevio!
musk priest: The time is coming, road-related ferryman!
Kutscher: We go to the festival, and we take our coach full of dynamite, which we have before the city can stand with us. Burn, burn yes they are all in their orgy that has since been Chevio for them! They feed on the flesh El Ozoros, my dead brother's drink, at his own expense and are all dependent of the rumen, which he invented before his death with the checkered!
musk priest: Well yes, the sin once healthy Metzelmotive to blow up American bock eh got shit in the air. This had already present in nursery school, where we stop to flog imacht heroin out of boredom to the kiddies!
Kutscher: In which one at least has the good feeling that they will have a worry-free future, now that they have found their place in life as dependents.
old woman bum under a bridge, make blowjobs for a shot - almost as honorable as the old Webeskunst!
musk priest: Let us put your plan into action, simple-minded man whose name I forget!
(you want to go straight back towards the exit to get the car when a voice echoes across the street.)
Unknown: Stop! Where are you going?
musk priest (sounding unimpressed): Fuck you, fag, I shit 'you later in the neck, first we need to' blow up a party!
Unknown: It's just something that I appreciated! Do you not know who I am?
driver (turns, startled): Chromor! The Chequered!
Chromor: The same. Need some help? I escaped when I also vowed revenge, and I act together a band. Together we are "Chromor, The Chequered and his 18 vassals humid mountain"! Nothing and no one, and certainly not because Chevio can not stop us now!
Kutscher: You're insane, until you let my brother down and then you want leadership, since Chevios alone for you! We will never accept your help!
musk priest: table containing mixed ma discreet back here. Table can still monologues about God, the world, treachery, betrayal and desire for power at all costs keep me bright manner but rather off the bulb. (The musk priest fetches a bottle of vodka from his pocket and takes several sips final scene in the background.)
Chromor: You do not want my help? It almost seems as if not to help you!
driver: I have sworn El Ozoro at the grave that I kill Chevio Since by my own hand, and thus stop the terror. But I want not only the name "Da Chevio" go through "Chromor, the checkered! People must be free!
Chromor: Freedom? Pah, I'm the blood in the veins of the people. The nation needs a leader! Stupid sheep who want to be supplied with rumen!
Kutscher: Since I will kill Chevio before you get the chance. The people will never make you look as the new Baron!
Chromor: I have tried in good with you, coach, but It looks as if meant terms such as "honor" and "oath" something for you. Pride, my driver is, before the bullet in the chest! (Chromor pulls a gun and aims at the head of the driver.) I can now decide whether you should live or die. (... A pause occurs, the driver has a consternation facial expression determination it stands in the face wrote Musk priest drinks of further undisturbed and gives the bottle from time to time with the sovereignty of Bramsen, who drinks too broadly.)
Kutscher: You can kill me, but you will never destroy my heart!
Chromor: Ha, I'll eat your heart after your death. Yes eat, I will it, I'll keep my teeth deep into the soft bloody muscle meat can sink and allow large pieces of it disappear in my throat! But I'll leave you here and alive now, but I assure you, your death will come! Your suggestion that you want to kill Because Chevio before me, amused me, I accept your challenge! (He strokes his mustache and his take down the gun.) Go! And try to avenge your brother. But act quickly, your time is running out, coach!
(Pause. With the same resolute gaze stares Chromor in the driver's eyes, then he turns away and goes, without saying a word from the stage. Chromor stares into the distance behind the driver. A break occurs, the only activities proceed from the drinking musk priests and the sovereignty of Bramsen from. After a short time the driver enters the stage, however, again)
coachman. Boah you're full of shit, motherfucker! (He shows his Chromor raised middle finger and left the stage to go to the car.)
end of Scene 1
Act 2
Scene 1
(The entrance a city. A sign stands beside the path on which in large letters "Gartenaere" is written. An old woman sitting outside their front door and weaving a basket. The musk priest and the coachman to be ridden on the sovereignty Bramsen. The coach of the two can not be seen, both the priest and musk have the driver next to the dirt on their clothes now burns. The driver sees the sign, jumps off and looks at it. The musk priest, however, remains seated for a while, and jump until he sees the old woman. He walks up to them)
musk priest. Milady weave you baskets?
Old Man: Oh yes baskets, baskets oh yes! All day baskets. 3 copper coins for a Package!
musk priest: the famous Korbflechterinnen Gardena So. Then they would also have the old song "of the Korbesflechtkunst" know.
Old: Very well, I know it. It is an ancient custom to sing it every night.
musk priest: Well, why do not you sing?
Old Man: It was no one there to listen, until you got away two gentlewomen. All are at the festival, which since Chevio hosts.
musk priest: ye o Holde annoy me with your fucking life story about but few running up since Chevios or wollet their sound your beautiful song in the night sky sternenbehangenen.
old woman singing, so be it. (The old woman starts to sing:) We weave
and weave the baskets, even if we die soon
by terror.
We weave and weave the baskets, even if
detonate bombs behind us.
Chorus:
And if God willing and the other girl also God, then we weave
until 8 April.
And if God wants and then Shamamir also
we weave until moon.
And if God willing and the fly then,
is then the chorus after only 3 lines to end 'and that too with too many syllables! weave (A dilemma, a dilemma!)
We and weave the baskets, even if
industry has been driven us all.
We weave and weave the baskets,
even if everyone says: "We have had enough of you!"
(chorus)
We weave and weave the baskets,
even if "move and" weave "are indeed equal.
We weave and weave the baskets, even if
for us to kill a child!
(chorus x24)
musk priest: It is meet and right!
driver: Hey, you lovebirds come down from your ma Sing Sang-shit. Because I want to fuck Chevio!
musk priest: The time is coming, road-related ferryman!
Kutscher: We go to the festival, and we take our coach full of dynamite, which we have before the city can stand with us. Burn, burn yes they are all in their orgy that has since been Chevio for them! They feed on the flesh El Ozoros, my dead brother's drink, at his own expense and are all dependent of the rumen, which he invented before his death with the checkered!
musk priest: Well yes, the sin once healthy Metzelmotive to blow up American bock eh got shit in the air. This had already present in nursery school, where we stop to flog imacht heroin out of boredom to the kiddies!
Kutscher: In which one at least has the good feeling that they will have a worry-free future, now that they have found their place in life as dependents.
old woman bum under a bridge, make blowjobs for a shot - almost as honorable as the old Webeskunst!
musk priest: Let us put your plan into action, simple-minded man whose name I forget!
(you want to go straight back towards the exit to get the car when a voice echoes across the street.)
Unknown: Stop! Where are you going?
musk priest (sounding unimpressed): Fuck you, fag, I shit 'you later in the neck, first we need to' blow up a party!
Unknown: It's just something that I appreciated! Do you not know who I am?
driver (turns, startled): Chromor! The Chequered!
Chromor: The same. Need some help? I escaped when I also vowed revenge, and I act together a band. Together we are "Chromor, The Chequered and his 18 vassals humid mountain"! Nothing and no one, and certainly not because Chevio can not stop us now!
Kutscher: You're insane, until you let my brother down and then you want leadership, since Chevios alone for you! We will never accept your help!
musk priest: table containing mixed ma discreet back here. Table can still monologues about God, the world, treachery, betrayal and desire for power at all costs keep me bright manner but rather off the bulb. (The musk priest fetches a bottle of vodka from his pocket and takes several sips final scene in the background.)
Chromor: You do not want my help? It almost seems as if not to help you!
driver: I have sworn El Ozoro at the grave that I kill Chevio Since by my own hand, and thus stop the terror. But I want not only the name "Da Chevio" go through "Chromor, the checkered! People must be free!
Chromor: Freedom? Pah, I'm the blood in the veins of the people. The nation needs a leader! Stupid sheep who want to be supplied with rumen!
Kutscher: Since I will kill Chevio before you get the chance. The people will never make you look as the new Baron!
Chromor: I have tried in good with you, coach, but It looks as if meant terms such as "honor" and "oath" something for you. Pride, my driver is, before the bullet in the chest! (Chromor pulls a gun and aims at the head of the driver.) I can now decide whether you should live or die. (... A pause occurs, the driver has a consternation facial expression determination it stands in the face wrote Musk priest drinks of further undisturbed and gives the bottle from time to time with the sovereignty of Bramsen, who drinks too broadly.)
Kutscher: You can kill me, but you will never destroy my heart!
Chromor: Ha, I'll eat your heart after your death. Yes eat, I will it, I'll keep my teeth deep into the soft bloody muscle meat can sink and allow large pieces of it disappear in my throat! But I'll leave you here and alive now, but I assure you, your death will come! Your suggestion that you want to kill Because Chevio before me, amused me, I accept your challenge! (He strokes his mustache and his take down the gun.) Go! And try to avenge your brother. But act quickly, your time is running out, coach!
(Pause. With the same resolute gaze stares Chromor in the driver's eyes, then he turns away and goes, without saying a word from the stage. Chromor stares into the distance behind the driver. A break occurs, the only activities proceed from the drinking musk priests and the sovereignty of Bramsen from. After a short time the driver enters the stage, however, again)
coachman. Boah you're full of shit, motherfucker! (He shows his Chromor raised middle finger and left the stage to go to the car.)
end of Scene 1
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Musk priest in Peru - Act 1 Scene 4
fourth scene
(A room in the villa of the mayor. Dramandona is at a large mirror, and looking with weeping still red eyes through the mirror on the two packed suitcases, which are located next to her. An elderly woman stands behind her. The woman has her black hair slipped into a bun, and holds a white Hat in hand. Her next two are packed suitcases)
Dramandona. Mother!
mother Dramandona, we must go.
(Pause.)
Dramandona: Father Can we not just say that I would come along with you? I promise I'm going to hide from him and come back to you in appearance.
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona: Yes, that's how we'll do it, I live temporarily with Pedro live in the Spilunke, and you will return back to me two days before you write a letter!
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona: Oh Mother, you're like a robot! Can you not even in my shoes? You know I love the musk priests!
(Pause.)
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona (resigned): You see, as always, that his father in mate choice probably only concentrated on developing a model woman to have. (She turns to her mother.) Can you hear me at all? (She talks about much) Ver-stand-you wa-l i st ch-dir sa-ge?
(Pause.)
mother Dramstika, we have to go. (. Pause. An insecure but hopeful look on his face as his mother read Dramandona sees that her mother can not cope with the situation, smiles Dramandona.)
Dramandona: All is well, mother. I will come right, go before already.
(Pause.)
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona: Yes, mother, go once before. (Pause.) Go, you know, what you do and always on the road if you want to change your XYZ coordinates in space. go cry (Pause. The mother begins to cry now.) But, mother, you have not yet, is that if you set one foot before the other! Can you do that? (Mother nods) Of course you can, then do it well please now. I would also like ... . Go
mother (in an absent tone): Well yes, would be really cool if I ever would proceed and would babble with the coachman. (Changing her tone to a factual, Accents translated as if to Dramandona sell something.) We need to reach before sunset the hotel "O-Hor" in the south. Our first stop on our trip through the South representative. You know, business! Your dad wants to make himself popular in other cities, so if it should it come to war first, could enter into a strong alliance, and secondly, could protect our beautiful fishing village before his sudden demise. And we will get on the track yet San Mabarco, since we will spend the night with Julio del Chabrakezizé Suptora Lo and his family. His son, Miguel, I tell you, old! The is something for you if you understand what I mean! (With a big smile on her lips she encounters Dramandona with her elbow lightly several times in the side) what I've heard of in stories, excellent! Well, I mean you'd be in the worst case probably decorate just another trophy from him, whose portraits of his bedroom. But if you're here with your two big ... I mean if you are a little bit with your ... well you know ... Butt wiggle would (she winks at Dramandona) then perhaps that could wirs fix it crush in love with you. Then complete the rich greasy Player and Lady Killer would very much for you! The dream of every emancipated woman! Well well I mean after a few years he would determined unfaithful, when you here nothing around you so crisp, and perhaps this would happen after a few months if you are not in a threesome or theatrics agree, but I mean, girls, see ma so, you will still be enough coal to such cool things as beautiful coffee to buy cutlery and decorated chests, since we already have 2 of the emancipated modern woman's dream: money cut out en masse. The sum of these is simple: you're thick in the business, and can exclude the nochma right! Wat say cuts?
Dramandona: Mother, we must go.
mother (laughs and takes her suitcase in hand): Drami Drami Drami Drami Draaami old Schwerenöterin. Ah, kids! Are you sometimes so amusing, you can not believe when you see these ugly babies for the first time! Bah, I say disgusting, wi-der-degree! (She leaves with a firm step the room still laughing.)
Dramandona: it is all over, now I comfortable with, is my mother not released under the heaven of freedom! Pfaff musk ', what you probably doing? Probably you will amuse you with an other girl, O pain! No, that I can not think and I will not think! I will leave with her mother, but I'll be back! Oh yes, I will wait for you, musk priest! If it must also be (she makes an emphatic pause) until eternity! Said very well seem impossible given the fact that you then can not talk about it, that I to you "wait" if you will, because I straight up into infinity up to "wait" will never come. It is therefore debatable whether the concept of "waiting" here refers to its scope. But I agree with an opinion without explanation, that makes it still appear to be permissible, here the word "wait" to use! (Pause.) I shall not therefore until eternity to you, oh wait lover!
(Vorhang.)
end scene 4th
end of Act 1
fourth scene
(A room in the villa of the mayor. Dramandona is at a large mirror, and looking with weeping still red eyes through the mirror on the two packed suitcases, which are located next to her. An elderly woman stands behind her. The woman has her black hair slipped into a bun, and holds a white Hat in hand. Her next two are packed suitcases)
Dramandona. Mother!
mother Dramandona, we must go.
(Pause.)
Dramandona: Father Can we not just say that I would come along with you? I promise I'm going to hide from him and come back to you in appearance.
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona: Yes, that's how we'll do it, I live temporarily with Pedro live in the Spilunke, and you will return back to me two days before you write a letter!
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona: Oh Mother, you're like a robot! Can you not even in my shoes? You know I love the musk priests!
(Pause.)
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona (resigned): You see, as always, that his father in mate choice probably only concentrated on developing a model woman to have. (She turns to her mother.) Can you hear me at all? (She talks about much) Ver-stand-you wa-l i st ch-dir sa-ge?
(Pause.)
mother Dramstika, we have to go. (. Pause. An insecure but hopeful look on his face as his mother read Dramandona sees that her mother can not cope with the situation, smiles Dramandona.)
Dramandona: All is well, mother. I will come right, go before already.
(Pause.)
mother Dramandona, we must go.
Dramandona: Yes, mother, go once before. (Pause.) Go, you know, what you do and always on the road if you want to change your XYZ coordinates in space. go cry (Pause. The mother begins to cry now.) But, mother, you have not yet, is that if you set one foot before the other! Can you do that? (Mother nods) Of course you can, then do it well please now. I would also like ... . Go
mother (in an absent tone): Well yes, would be really cool if I ever would proceed and would babble with the coachman. (Changing her tone to a factual, Accents translated as if to Dramandona sell something.) We need to reach before sunset the hotel "O-Hor" in the south. Our first stop on our trip through the South representative. You know, business! Your dad wants to make himself popular in other cities, so if it should it come to war first, could enter into a strong alliance, and secondly, could protect our beautiful fishing village before his sudden demise. And we will get on the track yet San Mabarco, since we will spend the night with Julio del Chabrakezizé Suptora Lo and his family. His son, Miguel, I tell you, old! The is something for you if you understand what I mean! (With a big smile on her lips she encounters Dramandona with her elbow lightly several times in the side) what I've heard of in stories, excellent! Well, I mean you'd be in the worst case probably decorate just another trophy from him, whose portraits of his bedroom. But if you're here with your two big ... I mean if you are a little bit with your ... well you know ... Butt wiggle would (she winks at Dramandona) then perhaps that could wirs fix it crush in love with you. Then complete the rich greasy Player and Lady Killer would very much for you! The dream of every emancipated woman! Well well I mean after a few years he would determined unfaithful, when you here nothing around you so crisp, and perhaps this would happen after a few months if you are not in a threesome or theatrics agree, but I mean, girls, see ma so, you will still be enough coal to such cool things as beautiful coffee to buy cutlery and decorated chests, since we already have 2 of the emancipated modern woman's dream: money cut out en masse. The sum of these is simple: you're thick in the business, and can exclude the nochma right! Wat say cuts?
Dramandona: Mother, we must go.
mother (laughs and takes her suitcase in hand): Drami Drami Drami Drami Draaami old Schwerenöterin. Ah, kids! Are you sometimes so amusing, you can not believe when you see these ugly babies for the first time! Bah, I say disgusting, wi-der-degree! (She leaves with a firm step the room still laughing.)
Dramandona: it is all over, now I comfortable with, is my mother not released under the heaven of freedom! Pfaff musk ', what you probably doing? Probably you will amuse you with an other girl, O pain! No, that I can not think and I will not think! I will leave with her mother, but I'll be back! Oh yes, I will wait for you, musk priest! If it must also be (she makes an emphatic pause) until eternity! Said very well seem impossible given the fact that you then can not talk about it, that I to you "wait" if you will, because I straight up into infinity up to "wait" will never come. It is therefore debatable whether the concept of "waiting" here refers to its scope. But I agree with an opinion without explanation, that makes it still appear to be permissible, here the word "wait" to use! (Pause.) I shall not therefore until eternity to you, oh wait lover!
(Vorhang.)
end scene 4th
end of Act 1
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Musk priest in Peru - Act 1 Scene 3
Scene 3 (a small tavern on the edge of the sandy road. The musk priest and the driver coming from the right side sat on the stage. The red in the twilight floods the entire passage)
driver. ... and as I told the salamandar: "Ok, either you give me the fuse or the situation is here to 'NEM real powder keg!" (Pause. The silence musk priest.) Do you see a rat! Powder keg! (The driver gesticulating wildly about a long pause..)
musk priest: And? has he given you?
Kutscher: The beast could possibly run, I tell you!
musk priest, we should rest here.
coachman catches? I need to still be in late today in Gartenaere! Since Chevio will regret bitterly that he killed my brother!
musk priest: line 12: Tell me about the circumstances surrounding the death of your brother, coachman.
Kutscher: Think you not that I would look more mysterious, when round about my past secrets?
musk priest: Mysterious Geheimniskrämerein shave only the little man, coach! The real secrets are hidden in the rear behind the mysteries of the obvious!
Kutscher: So are the secrets of the apparent mysteries of the key to a better life?
musk priest: I would say only a fool! Because with secrets is like with knowledge. If you have too little one is only a column, stable, oh yes, but the little eternal Effort inclined. If you have too much, so then you are either the ruler or you get properly in the face because it is full of smart-ass.
Kutscher: Since I still get the horned, you are a truly wise man!
musk priest: Goto line 12!
Kutscher: Very well, I will now tell you the story of the rise and fall of El Ozoros, my three months younger brother: the years of the lions were long gone, but terror and chaos were the citizens of the Peninsula is still in control, when my brother by using Chomor, the checkered, invented a whole new variety rumen, which was used as pig food. People were running down the door, had such a rush he was in his wildest dreams not expected. He should soon know why: Chromor, The Chequered had mixed liquid timber to the rumen, and it made people more dependent than the best heroin. Mar Caravandar, Sar Brazantandar Flar and mahogany were triumvirate at the time, and started with her trained mule a hate campaign against the checkered. He fled, and left my brother alone in the rumen and wood lot enemies. However, my brother managed it because he sent in the actions and navigation of the mind was to pacify the parties. When he was at a blood-soaked by the sun morning on the verandah of his estate, he heard a noise. He could not even turn around, because was the blade of the dagger of Qa, the killer has fallen into the heart of my brother. He still calls "! QA QA I leave up there who commanded Qa?" Qa replied: "It was because Chevio And now go to the grave and find your peace of this story that the driver is now just told before from start to finish only dropped a pack of lies, my sacrifice superfluous wood, but weak sense now.! honestly, that you believe it yourself, El Ozoro! "
(The driver closes his eyes and rest breaks..)
musk priest: fag, love your brother like as if sporadically in the fucking ass, ey. You want to take revenge but only because Chevio to your lover to avenge, gay fag-fag!
Kutscher: How can you just talk that way to me! In life, friends are the fragile branches, but the family is the master!
musk priest: Yes, you would rather get back inside the trunk as branches, HAHAHAHA!
(. There is a pause Both look thoughtfully into the distance a dog barked..)
Kutscher: We should rest here.
musk priest: The insight is at the end of repeating! Eastern'm already drunk to much at all to throw up without fahrn!
(They enter the tavern and disappear into its interior.)
end of Scene 3
Scene 3 (a small tavern on the edge of the sandy road. The musk priest and the driver coming from the right side sat on the stage. The red in the twilight floods the entire passage)
driver. ... and as I told the salamandar: "Ok, either you give me the fuse or the situation is here to 'NEM real powder keg!" (Pause. The silence musk priest.) Do you see a rat! Powder keg! (The driver gesticulating wildly about a long pause..)
musk priest: And? has he given you?
Kutscher: The beast could possibly run, I tell you!
musk priest, we should rest here.
coachman catches? I need to still be in late today in Gartenaere! Since Chevio will regret bitterly that he killed my brother!
musk priest: line 12: Tell me about the circumstances surrounding the death of your brother, coachman.
Kutscher: Think you not that I would look more mysterious, when round about my past secrets?
musk priest: Mysterious Geheimniskrämerein shave only the little man, coach! The real secrets are hidden in the rear behind the mysteries of the obvious!
Kutscher: So are the secrets of the apparent mysteries of the key to a better life?
musk priest: I would say only a fool! Because with secrets is like with knowledge. If you have too little one is only a column, stable, oh yes, but the little eternal Effort inclined. If you have too much, so then you are either the ruler or you get properly in the face because it is full of smart-ass.
Kutscher: Since I still get the horned, you are a truly wise man!
musk priest: Goto line 12!
Kutscher: Very well, I will now tell you the story of the rise and fall of El Ozoros, my three months younger brother: the years of the lions were long gone, but terror and chaos were the citizens of the Peninsula is still in control, when my brother by using Chomor, the checkered, invented a whole new variety rumen, which was used as pig food. People were running down the door, had such a rush he was in his wildest dreams not expected. He should soon know why: Chromor, The Chequered had mixed liquid timber to the rumen, and it made people more dependent than the best heroin. Mar Caravandar, Sar Brazantandar Flar and mahogany were triumvirate at the time, and started with her trained mule a hate campaign against the checkered. He fled, and left my brother alone in the rumen and wood lot enemies. However, my brother managed it because he sent in the actions and navigation of the mind was to pacify the parties. When he was at a blood-soaked by the sun morning on the verandah of his estate, he heard a noise. He could not even turn around, because was the blade of the dagger of Qa, the killer has fallen into the heart of my brother. He still calls "! QA QA I leave up there who commanded Qa?" Qa replied: "It was because Chevio And now go to the grave and find your peace of this story that the driver is now just told before from start to finish only dropped a pack of lies, my sacrifice superfluous wood, but weak sense now.! honestly, that you believe it yourself, El Ozoro! "
(The driver closes his eyes and rest breaks..)
musk priest: fag, love your brother like as if sporadically in the fucking ass, ey. You want to take revenge but only because Chevio to your lover to avenge, gay fag-fag!
Kutscher: How can you just talk that way to me! In life, friends are the fragile branches, but the family is the master!
musk priest: Yes, you would rather get back inside the trunk as branches, HAHAHAHA!
(. There is a pause Both look thoughtfully into the distance a dog barked..)
Kutscher: We should rest here.
musk priest: The insight is at the end of repeating! Eastern'm already drunk to much at all to throw up without fahrn!
(They enter the tavern and disappear into its interior.)
end of Scene 3
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Musk priest in Peru - Act 1 Scene 2
Scene 2
(The street in front of the fishing village. A donkey is on leash, to a wooden stake, a small Steinhaus. Before that there is a seemingly dead man, dressed entirely in black, and very dirty. He has medium-length hair matted. It is the musk priest. A carriage moves along the sandy path and stops in front of the man)
coachman. Hey Frankie, is the dead?
Frankie: No idea, coachman!
Kutscher: Yes, how are we to find that out for now, Frankie?
Frankie: No idea, coachman!
coachman's asleep Perhaps the only Frankie.
Frankie: Well may be, but no idea, coachman!
Kutscher: I wake him again. Maybe it will only mean trouble for us! And anger is always good for people who are out looking for trouble, is not it, Frankie?
Frankie: Yes.
(A little pensive pause.)
Kutscher: Eh! Man lying on the floor! We trudged our coach here with this sandy 'o sandy path along and did not fail, you lying in the sand to be found, o be found! Stand up if you live, or be damned and deserted to the Grim Reaper, you are not moving!
(nothing happens.)
Frankie: This conversation bores me, I'll go and defeat Senio Murbades in the distant Szchaptasien and then reign over this land rich in olive! (Frankie takes out a musket and jumps from the car and away from the stage.)
Kutscher: (looking in the direction in which Frankie disappeared.) Alas, now I have vanished from my last admittedly rather simple-minded Kollegar on my trip! I now have no chance to play at the campfire cards. Only Solitaire, Solitaire oh! I am doomed, no, for the emphasis still add the subjunctive: I was doomed!
(Suddenly the black man moves and is guided with slow movements.)
musk priest: Has anyone here "subjunctive" said?
Kutscher: It's alive!
musk priest: Yes, the subjunctive lives while being displaced in the current language more and more. He lives so only to a certain extent.
coachman, half life, so! Hahaha do you remember what does comedy! Say, what's your name, unknown?
musk priest: I'm not gonna ask for my name, just like you I shall not ask for your name.
Kutscher: So be it, friend! Tell me, will you be here in the donkeys or accompany me on my revenge! We could play cards in the evening campfire.
musk priest: I will accompany you, if you promise me can do the following: liquor, mindless violence and the use of the word "zeitgeist".
Coachman: Well, from everything I had almost the full ass, yeah baby! (As he says yeah baby it is extremely implausible to use the best for this scene a very bad actor)
Musk priest: And "The sovereignty Brahmsen," the donkey will also come along.
coachman: (very offended and shocked) No way!
musk priest: I very attached to the animal. I will not give up. It can also open beer bottles with his teeth and calculate Cartesian coordinates.
driver: Then will separate our ways here!
musk priest: I do not need you, coach! Pull your way!
driver: I am getting on no trade, and certainly I will not command me!
musk priest: Well, then, will be the consequence of your refusal to obey orders that you when you're your way and therefore the sovereignty Bramsen and I will accompany you. You've decided.
Kutscher: I chose my path.
musk priest: If you do not regret the time, mother fucker!
Kutscher: I chose my path.
musk priest: Come over here motherfucker!
Kutscher: I chose my path.
musk priest: A triple confirmation, what a pride! (Pause.) mother fucker! (He territorial Bramsen binds to the coach, knocking the dust from his shoulders and climbs onto the wagon. The two left the scene.)
end of Scene 2
Scene 2
(The street in front of the fishing village. A donkey is on leash, to a wooden stake, a small Steinhaus. Before that there is a seemingly dead man, dressed entirely in black, and very dirty. He has medium-length hair matted. It is the musk priest. A carriage moves along the sandy path and stops in front of the man)
coachman. Hey Frankie, is the dead?
Frankie: No idea, coachman!
Kutscher: Yes, how are we to find that out for now, Frankie?
Frankie: No idea, coachman!
coachman's asleep Perhaps the only Frankie.
Frankie: Well may be, but no idea, coachman!
Kutscher: I wake him again. Maybe it will only mean trouble for us! And anger is always good for people who are out looking for trouble, is not it, Frankie?
Frankie: Yes.
(A little pensive pause.)
Kutscher: Eh! Man lying on the floor! We trudged our coach here with this sandy 'o sandy path along and did not fail, you lying in the sand to be found, o be found! Stand up if you live, or be damned and deserted to the Grim Reaper, you are not moving!
(nothing happens.)
Frankie: This conversation bores me, I'll go and defeat Senio Murbades in the distant Szchaptasien and then reign over this land rich in olive! (Frankie takes out a musket and jumps from the car and away from the stage.)
Kutscher: (looking in the direction in which Frankie disappeared.) Alas, now I have vanished from my last admittedly rather simple-minded Kollegar on my trip! I now have no chance to play at the campfire cards. Only Solitaire, Solitaire oh! I am doomed, no, for the emphasis still add the subjunctive: I was doomed!
(Suddenly the black man moves and is guided with slow movements.)
musk priest: Has anyone here "subjunctive" said?
Kutscher: It's alive!
musk priest: Yes, the subjunctive lives while being displaced in the current language more and more. He lives so only to a certain extent.
coachman, half life, so! Hahaha do you remember what does comedy! Say, what's your name, unknown?
musk priest: I'm not gonna ask for my name, just like you I shall not ask for your name.
Kutscher: So be it, friend! Tell me, will you be here in the donkeys or accompany me on my revenge! We could play cards in the evening campfire.
musk priest: I will accompany you, if you promise me can do the following: liquor, mindless violence and the use of the word "zeitgeist".
Coachman: Well, from everything I had almost the full ass, yeah baby! (As he says yeah baby it is extremely implausible to use the best for this scene a very bad actor)
Musk priest: And "The sovereignty Brahmsen," the donkey will also come along.
coachman: (very offended and shocked) No way!
musk priest: I very attached to the animal. I will not give up. It can also open beer bottles with his teeth and calculate Cartesian coordinates.
driver: Then will separate our ways here!
musk priest: I do not need you, coach! Pull your way!
driver: I am getting on no trade, and certainly I will not command me!
musk priest: Well, then, will be the consequence of your refusal to obey orders that you when you're your way and therefore the sovereignty Bramsen and I will accompany you. You've decided.
Kutscher: I chose my path.
musk priest: If you do not regret the time, mother fucker!
Kutscher: I chose my path.
musk priest: Come over here motherfucker!
Kutscher: I chose my path.
musk priest: A triple confirmation, what a pride! (Pause.) mother fucker! (He territorial Bramsen binds to the coach, knocking the dust from his shoulders and climbs onto the wagon. The two left the scene.)
end of Scene 2
Red Rash With White Bumps
The musk priest in Peru - Act 1 Scene 1
Act 1 Scene 1
(The port of a small town on the eastern coast of Peru. Two dirty looking fish would just filled it full power of their boats on the stone floor, perform while other workers with loud noise repairs to the roof of the fish market. It is 7 clock in the morning. A single visitor looks at the activities, sitting on a ton. It is the musk priest who has nothing to do again, and a night of drinking behind him)
musk priest. HAHA, fags, work so early! Have also indigenous imacht times, then as was severally sewage workers.
(Musk priest laments about his time as the sewage workers, while another person enters the stage, it is the mayor. A well-nourished man in his mid-fifties with white, but fuller head of hair A fat mustache be ziehrt. round face)
mayor. Ah, the working population, as well be the case. (He runs over his eminent stomach.) And who is that again? Ahja the musk priest, now I know you, you rascal! Have I not told you that we want to see you any more in the city until you 'times are sober and are at least willing to accept a job?
musk priest: Wat, eh yes haste isagt was, I still have igal isoffen! Pretty cool!
Mayor: You know what I am now, or musk priest?
musk priest: Hm'm So that's plöd severally severally net as you can imagine dat net! Since'd get here since severally han INUG eggs Eusch for all! (With his appearance incredibly nimble movements of the musk-priest jumps to his feet, brandishing a butterfly knife smeared with honey.)
Mayor: Adragis, Benonitoilo! The musk priest makes trouble again! I want you to bring him before the city!
(From the background come out two men, one other larger than that. They both have red uniforms that look at their rectangular bodies, however, like communion suits. Both are off the hook just for a joke. Look, musk priest!)
Mayor: So are you going now voluntary, or should I say the two, what to do?
musk priest: Ha that is so full of mistakes, you where already has isagt that the mixture should bring out of town. Given this situation, you can give them more than just clarifications of your command, have to have to watch wat you say you Schabo!
Mayor: That's enough, I will admit I am not already on your psycho games. The last time I did that after I was naked in this boat there (pointing to the ship behind her) and had tied an apple in his mouth, and the complete text of a local crime novel tattooed on his chest! Get him!
(A violent fight breaks out by the priest because of his musk Shaolin martial techniques he at the time by Chile in a get taught to Chinese immigrants in return against 5 liters of beer, had manage to gain the upper hand: Adragis and Benonitolio lie writhing in pain on the floor)
mayor. I'm sorry, musk priest, but this time you will not win ! This is something I can not. (He holds out his chest pocket and pulls a gun.) And now please go.
musk priest: Hey if de Silbereisen would then present here would fuck me rischig sporadically in the ass! Do not think I beat forever give, demon! Eastern'll come back with NEM whole ass full Wichsas, et believable. Believe et ...
(Musk priest leaves the stage. A moment later enters a racy, dark-haired beauty with long curly dark hair on stage. It is Dramandona. She sees the mayor, and in her face, the shock is spreading)
Dramandona: Father!
Mayor: My daughter! Why so surprised to see me?
Dramandona: Where is he?
Mayor: If you think your drinking buddies, the musk priests, well, I can say he is our town no longer bother!
Dramandona: What did it all in the world you done?
mayor: I got him expelled from the city. I did this also in your interest, I can not allow you abgibst up with this person! I thought you knew it myself, and repent of your alcohol intoxication would become bitter!
Dramandona: So drunk I was even net, I have only 8-Cola drinking Jackie! The musk priest is the only farmer among you, the true poetry understands! I have to go immediately to find him!
Mayor: Nothing you get, you're still my daughter. You will find your mother accompany them on their journey to the south!
Dramandona: I love him, and I will follow him! And fuck my mother, you Spasti fat!
Mayor: Well we do but we'll see (He grabs you by the arm Dramandona wriggling to break free But when she sees Benonitolio Adragis and are ready, then she will let you by... her father dragged from the stage)
Dramandona: Musk priest! I will find you, and if that last one is what I do!
(. Only the workers are now seen on the stage, the fish from the fishing nets are now on the ground)
dockers 1: Fish!
end of Act 1 Scene 1
Act 1 Scene 1
(The port of a small town on the eastern coast of Peru. Two dirty looking fish would just filled it full power of their boats on the stone floor, perform while other workers with loud noise repairs to the roof of the fish market. It is 7 clock in the morning. A single visitor looks at the activities, sitting on a ton. It is the musk priest who has nothing to do again, and a night of drinking behind him)
musk priest. HAHA, fags, work so early! Have also indigenous imacht times, then as was severally sewage workers.
(Musk priest laments about his time as the sewage workers, while another person enters the stage, it is the mayor. A well-nourished man in his mid-fifties with white, but fuller head of hair A fat mustache be ziehrt. round face)
mayor. Ah, the working population, as well be the case. (He runs over his eminent stomach.) And who is that again? Ahja the musk priest, now I know you, you rascal! Have I not told you that we want to see you any more in the city until you 'times are sober and are at least willing to accept a job?
musk priest: Wat, eh yes haste isagt was, I still have igal isoffen! Pretty cool!
Mayor: You know what I am now, or musk priest?
musk priest: Hm'm So that's plöd severally severally net as you can imagine dat net! Since'd get here since severally han INUG eggs Eusch for all! (With his appearance incredibly nimble movements of the musk-priest jumps to his feet, brandishing a butterfly knife smeared with honey.)
Mayor: Adragis, Benonitoilo! The musk priest makes trouble again! I want you to bring him before the city!
(From the background come out two men, one other larger than that. They both have red uniforms that look at their rectangular bodies, however, like communion suits. Both are off the hook just for a joke. Look, musk priest!)
Mayor: So are you going now voluntary, or should I say the two, what to do?
musk priest: Ha that is so full of mistakes, you where already has isagt that the mixture should bring out of town. Given this situation, you can give them more than just clarifications of your command, have to have to watch wat you say you Schabo!
Mayor: That's enough, I will admit I am not already on your psycho games. The last time I did that after I was naked in this boat there (pointing to the ship behind her) and had tied an apple in his mouth, and the complete text of a local crime novel tattooed on his chest! Get him!
(A violent fight breaks out by the priest because of his musk Shaolin martial techniques he at the time by Chile in a get taught to Chinese immigrants in return against 5 liters of beer, had manage to gain the upper hand: Adragis and Benonitolio lie writhing in pain on the floor)
mayor. I'm sorry, musk priest, but this time you will not win ! This is something I can not. (He holds out his chest pocket and pulls a gun.) And now please go.
musk priest: Hey if de Silbereisen would then present here would fuck me rischig sporadically in the ass! Do not think I beat forever give, demon! Eastern'll come back with NEM whole ass full Wichsas, et believable. Believe et ...
(Musk priest leaves the stage. A moment later enters a racy, dark-haired beauty with long curly dark hair on stage. It is Dramandona. She sees the mayor, and in her face, the shock is spreading)
Dramandona: Father!
Mayor: My daughter! Why so surprised to see me?
Dramandona: Where is he?
Mayor: If you think your drinking buddies, the musk priests, well, I can say he is our town no longer bother!
Dramandona: What did it all in the world you done?
mayor: I got him expelled from the city. I did this also in your interest, I can not allow you abgibst up with this person! I thought you knew it myself, and repent of your alcohol intoxication would become bitter!
Dramandona: So drunk I was even net, I have only 8-Cola drinking Jackie! The musk priest is the only farmer among you, the true poetry understands! I have to go immediately to find him!
Mayor: Nothing you get, you're still my daughter. You will find your mother accompany them on their journey to the south!
Dramandona: I love him, and I will follow him! And fuck my mother, you Spasti fat!
Mayor: Well we do but we'll see (He grabs you by the arm Dramandona wriggling to break free But when she sees Benonitolio Adragis and are ready, then she will let you by... her father dragged from the stage)
Dramandona: Musk priest! I will find you, and if that last one is what I do!
(. Only the workers are now seen on the stage, the fish from the fishing nets are now on the ground)
dockers 1: Fish!
end of Act 1 Scene 1
Can A Person Have More Than One Personality
Musk priest in Peru - Introduction
Musk priest in Peru -.. A drama in tba hectoliters
Introduction
(A black stage, a small man with a handlebar mustache and a tall cylinder, dressed in a tuxedo to his neck, a black bow tie is in the spotlight, he has dust . and dirt on his shoulders, he turned smiling to the audience)
dischargers. Look here, listen here, because what will you present is more than a show, hear her behold her! (Pause.)
The spectacle is absent today but unfortunately, because I would now already the end will tell. I do this not to the work put itself in the foreground, no, and not put also to the audience in the role of interpretative, while he, the end of already knowing the tragic heroes of his fate rush to see, the deeper message of the piece tries to explore. (Pause. He is knocking the dirt off your shoulders. He goes out of the spotlight and comes after some time back with a liver sausage. He begins to eat it, while he, small pieces of bread spitting, continues talking.)
I'm going to reveal the end to the piece totally irrelevant and shit to do! Really, I mean the piece is he already crowded and totally stereotypical exactly the opposite of what one would call a niveuvollen play. And if they now know the ending, then they can just get angry about the play. And from the deepest depths of my heart, oh I hope that you channel all your future hate that you will find when looking at this piece on me and me after the show trying to polish the face! (He laughs loudly.)
The mayor dies, seeing the city in flames, while the musk priest in a burning pub with 'a bottle of Sambuca sags! So now you Dig It! You can go just as well now, we have your money anyway 'already. So I've just done this tasty liver sausage. (He lifts the bread in the air and licking the surface with his long tongue, this manic grin.) HAHA! Hate me, damn me, I'm an announcer! Hate me, damn me, I have your bread! Hate me, damn me, I'm the face, what will haunt your curse, when you think of a wasted night of your life in the theater! If you wish to your death, you would have made this evening something useful! You, HAHAHA! (He throws the Bread on the ground, because of its beautiful natural background of speech, breathing heavily. With his hands he supported on his knees. After a while he sets up a forefinger on the bread, while he looks into the audience.) And believe with, oh believe me, I would still shit on the bread if I had now! (The lights go off, and bathes the stage in darkness.)
discharges.
Musk priest in Peru -.. A drama in tba hectoliters
Introduction
(A black stage, a small man with a handlebar mustache and a tall cylinder, dressed in a tuxedo to his neck, a black bow tie is in the spotlight, he has dust . and dirt on his shoulders, he turned smiling to the audience)
dischargers. Look here, listen here, because what will you present is more than a show, hear her behold her! (Pause.)
The spectacle is absent today but unfortunately, because I would now already the end will tell. I do this not to the work put itself in the foreground, no, and not put also to the audience in the role of interpretative, while he, the end of already knowing the tragic heroes of his fate rush to see, the deeper message of the piece tries to explore. (Pause. He is knocking the dirt off your shoulders. He goes out of the spotlight and comes after some time back with a liver sausage. He begins to eat it, while he, small pieces of bread spitting, continues talking.)
I'm going to reveal the end to the piece totally irrelevant and shit to do! Really, I mean the piece is he already crowded and totally stereotypical exactly the opposite of what one would call a niveuvollen play. And if they now know the ending, then they can just get angry about the play. And from the deepest depths of my heart, oh I hope that you channel all your future hate that you will find when looking at this piece on me and me after the show trying to polish the face! (He laughs loudly.)
The mayor dies, seeing the city in flames, while the musk priest in a burning pub with 'a bottle of Sambuca sags! So now you Dig It! You can go just as well now, we have your money anyway 'already. So I've just done this tasty liver sausage. (He lifts the bread in the air and licking the surface with his long tongue, this manic grin.) HAHA! Hate me, damn me, I'm an announcer! Hate me, damn me, I have your bread! Hate me, damn me, I'm the face, what will haunt your curse, when you think of a wasted night of your life in the theater! If you wish to your death, you would have made this evening something useful! You, HAHAHA! (He throws the Bread on the ground, because of its beautiful natural background of speech, breathing heavily. With his hands he supported on his knees. After a while he sets up a forefinger on the bread, while he looks into the audience.) And believe with, oh believe me, I would still shit on the bread if I had now! (The lights go off, and bathes the stage in darkness.)
discharges.
Friday, August 17, 2007
What If Bag Balm Is Expired
Without words, or is it?
Moin,
I recently had an experience of
type, or a "when-to-zwei. computer-like behavior is-but-not-the-same-Software -fault "problem. How do you take it, even though the person is definitely not a techie, she has two computers, a laptop and a normal tower, both with Windows XP Home (legal). On both computers, Spybot and the related but not really well-functioning TeaTimer, it does exactly what he meant but it covered in some places its own controls. Anyway, I had the Person shows how you can still work with it, then I have also been shown (in a month), how to turn it. Day before yesterday I ranzte this person had, for obvious reasons anyway a bad mood, to which they are dominated by her laptop and found they do not know if it works with the updates.
The statement was correct, the TeaTimer blocked the new registry entries, the same as what we had abegestellt on the tower for four weeks, was again insoluble a problem, yet I remind you again: the same system, same program, same problem and same solution. Unfortunately, the person has the solution even written down, but not the problem to do so.
If the brain can use computer to remember that bad, people can tell me what they have done in a day before tens of years, four weeks later, not even a memory, which program gave them grief then? That is by no means rare, it happens again and again.
you soon
Infinite Regress
Moin,
I recently had an experience of
type, or a "when-to-zwei. computer-like behavior is-but-not-the-same-Software -fault "problem. How do you take it, even though the person is definitely not a techie, she has two computers, a laptop and a normal tower, both with Windows XP Home (legal). On both computers, Spybot and the related but not really well-functioning TeaTimer, it does exactly what he meant but it covered in some places its own controls. Anyway, I had the Person shows how you can still work with it, then I have also been shown (in a month), how to turn it. Day before yesterday I ranzte this person had, for obvious reasons anyway a bad mood, to which they are dominated by her laptop and found they do not know if it works with the updates. The statement was correct, the TeaTimer blocked the new registry entries, the same as what we had abegestellt on the tower for four weeks, was again insoluble a problem, yet I remind you again: the same system, same program, same problem and same solution. Unfortunately, the person has the solution even written down, but not the problem to do so.
If the brain can use computer to remember that bad, people can tell me what they have done in a day before tens of years, four weeks later, not even a memory, which program gave them grief then? That is by no means rare, it happens again and again.
you soon
Infinite Regress
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Fastest Microprocessor Clock
The GUI's and the shortcuts
Greetings,
even in the times of the graphical user interfaces, where (almost) everything can be done with a little Mausgechubse, they are still the ever-popular shortcut.
are very many, with the Alt key, here we have "Alt" + "A" was marked in all the currently active field, So, for example, an entire Word document or all files in a currently open folder. Then what one wants to even move, as there is then "Alt" + "C" to copy the selected items and "Alt" + "X" to cut shuffle mode. With "Alt" + "V" is then added all the trash again.
In Apple working well, only the "old" is replaced by the Apple key.
Had you probably
Greetings,
even in the times of the graphical user interfaces, where (almost) everything can be done with a little Mausgechubse, they are still the ever-popular shortcut.
are very many, with the Alt key, here we have "Alt" + "A" was marked in all the currently active field, So, for example, an entire Word document or all files in a currently open folder. Then what one wants to even move, as there is then "Alt" + "C" to copy the selected items and "Alt" + "X" to cut shuffle mode. With "Alt" + "V" is then added all the trash again.
In Apple working well, only the "old" is replaced by the Apple key.
Had you probably
Friday, July 6, 2007
Maxim Facial Wipes Where To Buy
the DSL connection and Telekom
A friend has a problem with his DSL connection, the strike that was supposed to affect any private customers, Telekom hindered but smooth connection to a private person to fix it.
Well, actually all started as normal. One day the phone and refused to DSL modem to do something. Then, it was in the pre-strike period, there was a telecom engineer, realized that they had disconnected the poor man summarily his leadership and gave him a new one.
The new line came the strike and also a new problem, the phone functioned again, but the DSL connection was always in between the mind.
You think so his part, so we closed abruptly from the brand new router and the old modem. That helped a little because the disconnections were no longer quite so often. The Telekom claimed for € 0.12 a minute, that the connection was fine, but promised if the strike were smashed to stop by someone to send. My guess is yes more on a bad line.
Well, it was endlch so far, the strike over and the Telekom also found someone that wanted to send it over. But then remained absent despite a four hour time window.
husband and wife may tense
A friend has a problem with his DSL connection, the strike that was supposed to affect any private customers, Telekom hindered but smooth connection to a private person to fix it.
Well, actually all started as normal. One day the phone and refused to DSL modem to do something. Then, it was in the pre-strike period, there was a telecom engineer, realized that they had disconnected the poor man summarily his leadership and gave him a new one.
The new line came the strike and also a new problem, the phone functioned again, but the DSL connection was always in between the mind.
You think so his part, so we closed abruptly from the brand new router and the old modem. That helped a little because the disconnections were no longer quite so often. The Telekom claimed for € 0.12 a minute, that the connection was fine, but promised if the strike were smashed to stop by someone to send. My guess is yes more on a bad line.
Well, it was endlch so far, the strike over and the Telekom also found someone that wanted to send it over. But then remained absent despite a four hour time window.
husband and wife may tense
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Dallas County And Arrested And 2010
The yellow giant and its Customer
Servus,
stay again on Saturday I had contact with the yellow giant. Originally, it was so easy not to the Internet, but if you start first to solve the problems there are always many more. After the error was so ausgschaltet in the form of W700V after AEG-style, it proceeded again to revise the organization of the emails.
The website of the major telco has many shortcomings and ambiguities, some mistakes. In particular, the MCC would do an intensive review of good. But a new mailbox (e-mail storage needs to request almost a half a dozen windows, at least four of the establishment and at least two for finding the right help.
bis denne
dasvinculum
Servus,
stay again on Saturday I had contact with the yellow giant. Originally, it was so easy not to the Internet, but if you start first to solve the problems there are always many more. After the error was so ausgschaltet in the form of W700V after AEG-style, it proceeded again to revise the organization of the emails.
The website of the major telco has many shortcomings and ambiguities, some mistakes. In particular, the MCC would do an intensive review of good. But a new mailbox (e-mail storage needs to request almost a half a dozen windows, at least four of the establishment and at least two for finding the right help.
bis denne
dasvinculum
Friday, January 5, 2007
Lightning Ho Scale Buildings
talking to a nice way with others about books
Hi,
yesterday gave me Anne a great new demonstrated community. On http://www.buchpfade.de there is a platform on which to create his own virtual bookshelf.
It will then be displayed depending on one's own compilation of his own shelf of other people from the community which have a similar book taste. You can read and write reviews for his own books and of course, also those of others.
I think the site worth a look is worth reading for people who love and talk about it do well in communities.
Infinite Regress
Hi,
yesterday gave me Anne a great new demonstrated community. On http://www.buchpfade.de there is a platform on which to create his own virtual bookshelf.
It will then be displayed depending on one's own compilation of his own shelf of other people from the community which have a similar book taste. You can read and write reviews for his own books and of course, also those of others.
I think the site worth a look is worth reading for people who love and talk about it do well in communities.
Infinite Regress
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