plus Zitate

In 1932… I received a communication from the Tibetan which was published in the fall in a pamphlet entitled, The New Group of World Servers… The position taken by the spiritual Hierarchy on our planet was that a group was in process of formation that had in it the nucleus of the coming world civilisation and was characterised by the qualities that would distinguish that civilisation during the

next 2,500 years. These qualities are primarily a spirit of inclusiveness, a potent desire selflessly to serve one's fellowmen plus a definite sense of spiritual guidance, emanating from the inner side of life.

Three blokes go into a pub. Well, I say three; could be four or five. Could be nine or ten, doesn't matter. Could have been fifteen, twenty - fifty. Round it up. Hundred. Let's go mad, eh - two-fifty. Tell you what, double it up - five hundred. Thousand! Oh, I've gone mad! Two thousand! Five thousand! (adopting auctioneer persona) Anyone? Five thousand, six thou, six thousand, ten thousand! Small

town in Hertfordshire goes into a pub! Fifteen thousand blokes! Alright, let's go - population of Rotterdam. The Hague. Whole of Northern Holland. Mainland U. K. Let's go all the way to the top - Europe, alright? Whole of Europe goes - I say Europe. Could be Eurasia. Not the band, obviously, that's just two of them. Alright, continents - North America! Plus South America! Plus Antartica - that's

just eight blokes in a weather station. Not a good example. Alright, make it a lot simpler, all the blokes on the planet go into the pub, right? And the first bloke goes up to the bar and he says "I'll get these in."

Austin: "Hast du dir etwa gerade ins Handtuch gemacht?"
Fieser Fettsack: "Schon möglich, he. Es klang ein wenig feucht, was? Ganz am Ende, uuuh.
Lasst uns mal riechen. Fächern, fächern. Jeder hat seinen eigenen Geschmack, was? Ich find das himmlisch.
Oh, Analyse. Oh, richtige Karotten und Kotzbröckchen. Hmm da kommt ja eine Made ins Würgen. Riecht wie der alte verseuchte

Arsch von einer verwesenden Tierleiche. Oh, selbst ein Stinker würde sagen, das das stinkt. Ihr wisst schon, wenn man in so einen Plattenbau geht und auf jedem Stockwerk was anderes riecht und man sich fragt was die Leute da kochen. Das plus Enddarm."