Haha, I just remembered today at the old peoples home. They have two cats. One of them is called Herr Müller, which is a funny name for a cat.
So when I was serving two older gentlemen, I said, "see, there is Mr Müller joining us", and they looked at me in a funny way. Then one of them said "I'm Mr Müller". Ah ok. Pregnant pause, and then we laughed.
Herr Müller turned out to be a panther, a big black gentle cat, who liked to be cuddled with.
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4 comments:
probably the other Herr Müller wouldn't mind either ;)
B
He didn't.
hmm, already taking on 'extra' duties?
B
Jeez, you really have a dirty mind!
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