The All New Fritz Thread 09.02.06.

Really?

Hmmmm....? has something been said?

Still blagged another blog though!

Phritz took Fredrik down a dark alley and gave him a kicking.

There is a case for sending Fritz the bill for all the bandwidth he wastes with his garb. Naim could reduce their overheads and pass on the savings to their customers.

.. Earwicker von all work no play makes Earwicker a dull boy innit!

Or, all play and no work makes Phritz a bad boy?

Lot's of hopefulls all scuttering out of the skirting board all of a sudden, no surprises there then, innit*

Fritz von Chatting with Berlins Academy of Art head earlier, Prof Dr von Apfelstrüdel, and he reckons internet forum's are for non artisitc thinkers (I was shocked & stunned).

I've only personally ever experienced racism towards me in Australia*

I still treasure a sixpence given to me years ago by Ron Greenwood, for being a ball boy all day at 'the training ground'*

Great man,

Respect²


Fritz

Had some excellent red wine last night, which was so good in fact, that I bought me another bottle of the same today, (which is almost unheard of for me), same plonk two days running. This post was sent at 18:45 CET, and will 'hopefully land on my thread later at some stage, after Our Adam has checked my spelling and punctuation, so let that be a warning to you all, innit. Not much point mentioning names, or prices really I think! I'm pleased with it, so that's all that counts, bit like my good old Strat really (I've never heard so much bullshit of late, barring a certain made up on the spot shooting story that is, innit), and I larfed.

Regards,


Fritz von Twiggerhappy*

Enjoying it all, as ever***

P.S. Our Adam doesn't count in my new rules, before some wise-gel, with nothing more betterer to do, decides to point it oot, innit*

My old Buddy returned from 3 months in Central America today, largin it, and he's back on duty next week, preparing for English Hooligans, and it's started snowing again too, he'll be in a great mood I bet, though his first decent draught beer tonight might help, I expect.


Fritz Von Lucky he's not on Nottingham UK, he'd get bored to death in five minutes, and that's on a saturday night, innit**

Ahh well, best to talk the talk, than walk the walk, I hear?

In principle the forcing of criminals to prepare London for its unwanted Olympic Games, is a good thing, though not when PFI financed. This is in my view, tantamount to extreme folly, and a slap in the face to the unwritten Constitutional grounds Great Britain is based upon. Wether Sussex police investigate themselves or not (who cares or believes the resulting farce), for today's final trial (3rd) of an obviously innocent man (costing the tax payer to-date at least £10 Million squid) because, of sheer stupidity once again, at all levels, who gives a damn? I don't!


Regards,

Fritz*

Goodnight! and I wouldn't have got where I am today without the support and help of my mates and comrades, innit, so thanks to them all, hopefully I'll never experience true dire straights, though I'll certainly know where to go, if I do***

Years afore as a British Taxpayer (under Jolly Jim) I worked with a few blokes who'd been reserved occupations 'Durin the War'. One old boy an Engineer (Steam-Albert) told me horrific stories in London, of how they had to rebuild lines overnight that had been bombed (CJ) for instance (Which today would take months). All hands were on deck (even prisoners) to manually lift new tracks to their places. Similarly a few were merchant seamen (many others too of who'm I've met since, and all great lads, ex RN as well, to-boot)who shut their eyes and just shot at the sky in hope & fear (17-18 year olds, untrained). I'm often intrigued at the British mentality towards merchant seamen, etc, during the War, who did an amazing job, but never seem to get the same recognition their Service brothers/sisters get. innit? Having had the pleasure of knowing many folk from both sides, I can relate to their stories (also German & other equivalents as well)(who all get decent pensions here by the way, across the board, unklike in UK, for those that still live that is).

When I think of all the jolly tales about the tragic Falklands scenario, it's also interesting to note the lack of commnetary regarding merchant & civilian involvment there too (on here at least),as if all the lads went steamin down their in an armamda of battleships alone. One key thing that sticks out with folk I knew/know who were there (in the War & afterwards, various services)was the terrible seasickness, many endured (and fear naturally), with their utter respect going out to the Civvy Professionals, and nurses (especially) who made it all possible (just ask Mr Weston, I think he'll agree), though strangely enough not a snippet of a mention on here (Probably too unsesxy, innit)*

G'day Playmates,


Fritz von looking forward to a brilliant weekend with meaning for once*

Cheers again, Our Adam, and just remember this time next year, we could both be Mirrionaires! There again, on the face of it, you probably alread are? innit John*

Regards,

Fritz von Creeping for €urope***

Well done to the Jocks! at least they're starting to see reality in British Politics at last, innit.

Gordon Who?*

Lord, is that the time, innit?*

Earwicker von having a long, world-weary yawn.

i Is always wary ov mirrors Is i *

I see that wally of a boxer-'Footballer's, just been given a three match ban, plus a another four match ban on top, and a £5 Grand fine, personally I think it's a sick joke, it's just not enough, he should be out of the game FOREVER: AND NOW WITH IMMEDIATE EFFECT! WHAT BLOODY PLANET DO THESE MORONS LIVE ON? The guy should buy his way into a decent top Coppers job on those wages, otr New Labour as a Councillor (unelected naturally) ammorra, innit:

Regards,


Fritz (Well I'll be Awacked)****


Party time, Goodnight*


Padded Cell should be Renamed, 'Squaddie old times Buddies, but you're not entitled, so sod orf*'

I know let's talk about kids! You a Father? No, well sod orf then.

Let's talk about War, you an ex whatever? No, well sod off,

Let's talk about Britain, You British? No, well sod off.

Can you keep a secret? No1! Right, well yer in then Jack*

Goodnight:

Labrador's have the most powefull bite of any dog; bit like a Chifetan's gun I suppose, though I don't know if that tosser Blunket was aware of that or not, good riddance to a very dangerous and arrogant man (when in a top job)?

Heeeee's goin daan the pub (this probably wont be read this until tommorow anyway, if at all, at all, bit like the old Guardian really, innit!


Come on Brummy***---***

A few years back when I came home one night pissed & stoned as a rat in summer, I never quite made it home, and crashed on a nearby gravestone near my birds gaff. She awoke me; (went beserk) as I was on Bartholdy Meleldson's stuff, I kid you not, besides he's a Pole anyway, and such folk bore me intensly anyway³

Fritz von you couldn't make it up Clive:

Luckily for those that actually read this, my friends cat just came home safely, after being away for simply ages, but she's a tough kid*

I hope this helps?


Jan Ackermann**** (Wotta Pisshead)

My mate's just got a new brain softener, swears by it, reckons, it'll save him an arm and a leg, innit. Just got a marvellous Scottish pic in the post too, while on the subject, probably the best I've seen in years.

Regards,

Fritz

P.S. The Chief told me last night that he finds many topics on here jolly interesting, mind you! he was on his ninth G & T with lime at the time, so he must have been telling the truth, God this ice cold Bud tastes good, who the hell needs aspirin eh! innit*** Good luck Brummie Scum*

I wonder if Our Ariel's still got enough guts for the job then?

A nice little Lady told me last night that the theme tune for her monthly kindergarten parents meeting is George's, 'Here comes the Sun' played by her old man on his Taylor, though this week as a couple of new kids had absolutely run amok, and had totally blown the harmony of the place, he began thus 'Little Bastards, it's been a long and lonely winter' to much applaus from all present, Turkish, Yankee, German, Polish, Serb, and Brit, nice story I thought, but hey, what do I know? personally I'd let the kids just get on with it themselves, as they seem more able than the bloody parents half the time, innit.

But you know me*

I typed Fritz's thinktank into google earlier, and was well shocked & stunned*

The Chief commented to me last night (on his 7th, he's cutting doon) how nice the Padded Cell used to be in the good old days of Tom Alves, etc, etc, before all this morose pat, repetitive old tosh started endlessly hitting the old fan (I'm sure he didn't mean me, I was too polite to ask! you know me!!!). Well; combined with the old Pink Salmon Show and their nice little mixtures of Norwegian/Danish bullshit, as on here on occassion of late too IMDO (I simply hate abbrewiations don't you?) it's all getting rather dogged, innit. As has been shown with my own ex-website (Closed down after I abused the cia kids link a few years back) having impute from so-called other thinkers is totally irrellevant to me, as is any kind of agenda, which I repeat once again, as I think it's impotent for people to copy me too, innit. I'm amazed at the amount of people who've in the past, put themselves out to tell me how unintelligable my postings and rantings are, yet still post on my threads all the same, so is Henrietta a Volvo or a turkey, or both, a Quizzling maybe?.

I'm perfectly at peace with myself, and repeat again,(Why does he say it then? becuase he can) enjoy posting on here, though reading other posts (as the Chief quite rightly pointed out HiFi buff or not) is becoming increasingly
seriously boring, and if I were running Naims finances, I'd close it down yesterday, and concentrate on the business of getting dosh from rich gadgies with cats, and finishinhg painting Our Adams conservatory ceiling with red lead to stop insects affecting the accaustics.

Regards,


Fritz

A wonderful Colonel once said to me at a cocktail party, 'Why do dogs lick their balls?' to which I diplomatically answered; I didn't know, and she replied "Because they can", great night that, how I larfed, poor chap was so lonely (DR), I ended up shagging a very tasty SQn Leader (Yes you did read correctly) that night though, and boy, did she do well without a navigator, I can tell you*

Though as per usual, I ain't sayin Nuffink*