A message from Helga

I am Helga von Schtup and mein english is nicht so gut.
I met der grau bird in Vienna. She told we she vas singel rich Americanisch and vould I like to make some voopie mit her in the wineyards.
Now is she left and I got nothink from telefon, no email, nuthink. Chust grape stains on mein lederhosen.
Sie ist a playafrau. She use me and throw me away like ein alte klennix tizzu.
Sie ist a bad, naughty voman.
Never do an austrian woman wrong. Ve haf vays of getting efen.

Please to ignore the karen zipdrive name, she is but a pawn in mein game of refenge.


13 Responses to “A message from Helga”

  1. chari Says:

    Bwahahaha!!!<br><br>Now I *know* you’re weird at 4:30 in the morning, Ms. Zippity-do-Drive!

  2. Karen Says:

    I know nothing.

  3. chari Says:

    just the german equivalent of ebonics…

  4. Emperor Norton Says:

    We’re all weird at 4:30 in the morning, chari. <br><br>I would have thought Grey Bird would have thrown away the key after her return….

  5. Karen Says:

    I know nothing of Gerbonics.<br>

  6. Jael Says:

    :]<br><br>So when are we gonna get a full vacation report, greybird? Oh, you’re probably working on it all weekend. Ok, you can go back to work.

  7. MJ Says:

    Ha! "Playafrau" Ha! That’s good. I gotta remember that one!

  8. artemis Says:

    wouldn’t that be uberplayafrau?

  9. Karen Says:

    Ja wohl, baby.

  10. chari Says:

    bird… where the hell are YOU??!!!

  11. greybird Says:

    I’ve been busy trying to explain "Helga" to the wife!

  12. chari Says:

    Ha! :)

  13. texas yankee Says:

    lol!!!!!!! <br><br>I love accented comedy…