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Great! A Czech buffon! Exactly what we required.

No time for this, the guy is falling asleep already. Paul, my friend, let's tie him up and then we will enter at full force. Prepare the anusphones.

Distalness! That's what it is all about. There is a guy who suffers. He should be the center of all this. Aren't you both the distals in this matter??. You two climb onto the swinging bowl of concrete that threatens to destroy the skyscraper just to feel the wind and to scream you have the thickest musical manifesto to the expectating crowd. Have you two got the sparkle of thought? You could be following orders from a higher place, with no intentions of understanding what your general is really after. He could be sending you as a beacon to be crushed into the spiked walls of Normandy. Or as lumps to stop a Russian tank that invades Prague.

Admirable! The perfect soldiers. Not a single question in sight.

Would you slap a girl Mr Paul? Hmm. Would you Mr Bach? That is all I am after.

Aber! Preposterous. I would never inflate myself enough to commit such a crime. To purposely negate the motion of a girl's neck with my palm. I think you have mistaken us for Russians.

Do they love you? Were they tanking you up because of love? Isn't that a project-obsession?

Look, three questions! We aren't mindless soldiers. No ignominy here, coworker. Hahaha!

I fetched the phones Johann! Now we only need the cello-bow and we are ready to go. The child is tied.

And! Who is this reflective friend of yours? He seems to have a healthy obsession with thoughts. I can tell because of the way he holds his cigarette.

Is he, by any chance, Czech?

This is a weird coffee shop. There are no chairs at all.

I am out.

So, there saying that we're sexless in heaven?

NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Milan Kundera wrote:This is a weird coffee shop. There are no chairs at all.

I am out.

Leaving already! But you just got here.

Take me with you. I have a chair you can sit on and instead I will play you some Liszt I heard the other day.. Maybe you fancy some Janacek. We can arrange that! Let's leave this German humored place for now.

Czüß!


My tongue! haha

J.S. Bach wrote:Distality is a condition I usually explore with the fourth spices.

Uuuuuuuuoooooooah! You psychokinetic motherfucker!!!

Hands down lad!

György Ligeti wrote:

J.S. Bach wrote:Distality is a condition I usually explore with the fourth spices.

Uuuuuuuuoooooooah! You psychokinetic motherfucker!!!

Hands down lad!

Johann! Johann!

The exploration drone is in!

Let it explore! The humming will soften his insides.

What?? What ON EARTH is this?!?!

Untie me now! You sick german men. I do NOT need enemata. Cut that continous humming! It is hurting me.

Oh no! He woke up

What do we do Johann? What do we do?!?

Hit him!

HIT HIM!

Quick! My treatise on harmony! Is on the shelf.

We can hit him with it!

Hurry!! He is breaking the chains.

Oh! Poor kid.

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György Ligeti wrote:Oh! Poor kid.

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Are you going to stand there??

Call Kundera! He will know what to do.


Please!

Whatever you say

Be right back!

It isn't working. Johann! His skull is way too thick and my treatise is unfortunately soft and thin!

What to do? Ach, I am scared

Get Rameau! Get Rameau!

No one gets Rameau.

You interrupted Vlad's Janacek for this. For a Czech man, this is unforgivable and I will, from now on, think of you as Russians that have tanked a melodious passage of Bohemian music. Ripping the pages. I will take this young man out of here and we will have coffee.

Is that clear?

What a bunch of inbreds.

Martin Van Buren wrote:What a bunch of inbreds.

Just WHO are you referring to?

Arnold Layne