Güggeliman

Haha, the chicken man flirted with me. I passed by the main train station and decided to buy a chicken for dinner, when he smiled and said "such a blonde pretty lady cannot be Swiss". I decided against telling him that I these days have a little help with that. When I left he said "remember, I'm here every Wednesday". Haha, as if. He's old and short. From now on I will have to cook my own chicken.