It was a gripping tale of the victory of the righteous, that the German people was the Ides of March from millions of deluded Zauberspiegelchen. You saw the evil € offenders, wrapped in the penitential robe of heretics, the smoking ashes of the burnt € on the head, falling back from the bloody self-flagellation, in the German Merkelatora maxima on his knees, crying, asking for forgiveness and humbly beg their wise orders. Vae Victis!
Now we have to read unheard: The Euro-Pack does not want to his knees, but calls for bold, continue to be a part of the treasure Teutons! Instead of gratitude to harvest, the mistress of the Ueckermark of poison dwarf is thrown past the bottom. The outrage is common. But because fairy tales always have a good end, the treasure is still distributed to all. And in the end, all of Europe have re Then quite fond of. -
And if people are long dead, are their grandchildren to pay more ...
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