I made this drawing at the Barkin Kitchen Fish Fry, on a lovely deck overlooking the river in an area where artists have built their own apartment buildings.
These guys are The Curtis Tembeck Outlaw Party.
Also, Google Translate is scaring me tonight.
Instead of craigslist or regular eBay, most people here use eBay Kleinanzeigen to sell their stuff. It’s free local classifieds.
Because I am broke, insanely cheap, and still missing some 75% of the items one needs to run a household, I buy things there.
I just wanted a used food processor for 10 euros and a cheap dresser I could paint black.
Not anything to do with the founder of time.
Disturbed, I went to another site and attempted to buy cat litter. (German cat litter SUCKS raw eggs.)
Look what you can get! Sure, we all know that’s what most canned cat food is, but do they have to be so blunt about it? They’re Germans, of course they do.
If you think “Cat sticks” sounds like Pocky for cats, you are correct, and Morgan loves them.
I’ll leave you with this charming sentiment about cat litter: “What pleases the Stubentiger now?