tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256707145494645488.post309237038978304494..comments2023-10-25T23:14:13.137-07:00Comments on DUNKIN' BERLINER: THREE STREIKS, YER OUT MUTTA FICKADunkin' Berlinerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541403455344448362noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256707145494645488.post-53005529136976077512014-12-17T01:02:52.382-08:002014-12-17T01:02:52.382-08:00I have a bike! The rear tire is flat! No bike re...I have a bike! The rear tire is flat! No bike repair shops in the hinterlands! Besides, even wannabe Tour de France cyclists like you wouldn't bike 25 km each way from Nikolassee to the center. Horses are for the reeotch, beeotch! Und autos? License stolen, can't be replaced from here (need retinal scans for Homeland Security LOL) and then there's the buttload of zee papers needed in Germany. Aaaaawwww, why does everybody get me started? ;)<br /><br />Thanks for the comments; it was good having you here to play Devil's Advocate again. I missed it. :D<br /><br />dbDunkin' Berlinerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09541403455344448362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256707145494645488.post-72684327539572693342014-12-16T16:21:23.953-08:002014-12-16T16:21:23.953-08:00Man, get a fucking bike, or a cheap car, or a hors...Man, get a fucking bike, or a cheap car, or a horse. I mean, you come from the land of no public transport whatsoever.<br />I actually find it funny how everyone bitches and moans about transport here. I come from a land where train services go into meltdown every year without fail "due to leaves on the track." By the time they get the leaves off the track and normal service resumes, it's autumn all over again.Spudnikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15582705259374923073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256707145494645488.post-61365267785881032102014-11-23T03:06:11.808-08:002014-11-23T03:06:11.808-08:00Back in Blighty, eh? Well, at least you can get a...Back in Blighty, eh? Well, at least you can get a proper curry and/or fesh n cheps, Guv! Jealous, being the slave of haute cuisine that I am.<br /><br />dbDunkin' Berlinerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09541403455344448362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256707145494645488.post-76957686265711698482014-11-23T02:17:52.645-08:002014-11-23T02:17:52.645-08:00I used to hate the Frankfurt train strikes all the...I used to hate the Frankfurt train strikes all the time. <br />Now I am living outside London and have to travel into The Big Smoke for work every day. It's the balls. I've only being doing it 3 weeks but already I've had to sit on a stopped train half way in the middle of nowhere for an hour on two separate occasions! Don't even get me started on how much all this costs...Charlotte Steggzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07538789947066862726noreply@blogger.com