heliumarmy

»On the knees, Captain!«, the helium chieftain roared and baellerte a sheaf into the obvious forestry house, from which with raised hands a Maid with dirndl and plaits stumbled out. »Hah!«, the chieftain roared himself, »I take her with me!« He aimed the maiden with his carried gamma plane on, pulled the rip cord and snapped into the height. »Schnarch«, unkerte there the maiden, »also not better than the old forester with his high-proof moose prosthesis.«