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2 e" J( S8 Q& S6 MAn: NASA - Amerika      Von: Kraxelhuber
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Datum: 10 / 25 / 1998
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Greet Got,

I write you because, you must help me. I have seen your Space Shuttle in the television. In color. An so came me the idea to make holidays in the world room. Alone. Without my crazy wife Resi.

/ a- P( ?1 p; L, d% A" q1 q, EI am the Kraxelhuber from Germany. The king of Bavaria was my clock-clock grandfather. I stand on a very bad foot with my wife. Always she shouts with me. She has a very shrill voice like a circular saw.

( e* G; f# p& J3 |7 A" c9 m2 H  Y" @, \She says I am a Schlapp-tail. She wants that I become Bürgermaster. But I want not to be Bürgermaster of our Kaff. I have nothing at the hat with the political shit. I want my Ruah. And so I want make holidays on the moon. Without my bad half.

( p1 k! d8 r5 M2 h" R: uBut I take my dog with me. He is a Mixling. He is like a boxer. His name is Wurschtl. So I want book a flight in
6 O" T1 P0 u& ?1 Ayour next Space Shuttle. But please give me not a windowplace. I would kotz you the rocket full, because I am not swindle-free. And no standing place please….

# Q: z1 n; C) N; j0 ~. j3 L! aAnd please do not tell my wife that I want to go alone. She has a big Schrotgun. She would make a sieve out of my Arsch. I need not much comfort. A niche double-room with bath and Klo and heating. And windows with look to earth. So I can look through my far-glases and see my wife shufting on the potato-acker. And I and my dog laugh us a branch (haha). We will kringel ourself fore laughing (höhöhö.
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Is what loose on the moon? I need warm weather and I hopethe sun shines every day. This is very good for my frostboils. Have you bratherings on the moon? I must overgive me when you have no bratherings, because they are my Leib-food.
( m' R/ `' J; ^
With a friendly Servus