Translation
Todesfall in der Villa Smockey
One tomorrow ...
So that's the prologue.
Quite nonsense but who cares XD
tells me whether I should continue writing or delete XD very quietly and secretly
blubb?
"Huckt a hoos in the grooos, gaaaaanz staaad. Head obgmaaht. ”Singing happily and swinging the broom, Franky Framm, the caretaker, came in the door.
"Pecks a hoos behind the Douern, ... heee she." Only now did he notice that someone was bent over there to write.
"Hey they do," he tried again, but the man on the desk didn't move an inch.
"A so a bleeder stecka", his boss would certainly not be thrilled if a tramp took a nap on his desk there.
Franky tossed the broom in a corner and went to the desk.
He nudged the man's shoulder with his finger, no response.
Next he lifted his arm and let go of it.
The arm slapped lifelessly back on the bare wood of the noble desk.
"It's here!" Horrified, he looked at the corpse and thought feverishly what to do now.
"What am I doing now? What am I doing now? A ... exactly, with something ruaft ma d´Polizei o. "
How good that there was a telephone on the desk. At the speed of light he pressed 110 and waited patiently for it to be put through.
"Yes hello, is the police? Yes ... grais eana, aaaso i meechad like to be a leich maid'n ... Obweuh ... geern actually need soo. But noja you know how it is, ma thinks nothing bad and meachad calmly be aarwat macha. and whoosh, so a little umanand.
Who am I? Yes, my name is Franky Framm, I am the house keeper at Villa Smockey… yes, do herom in Cheef's room because whoever is on the desk. … Who? Yes dees wois i ned, i have ma'n nu ned so ogschaud. glooonan moment. "
He grabbed the man by the hair and pulled him up when he realized that it was Smoker, his boss himself. He let go of his head in shock and it crashed back onto the desk with full force.
"Yes, that's nu doo? ... yeah uh, that's the boss. Knowing his name mechans, yeah uh. "
He scratched his head, perplexed, and stared out the window.
"Ahh, now you are, Somker from Smockey, so the villa is so hoist. logically gey. ... what? … A dangschee i waited at the entrance for the police officers. ... again what? ... oh so yes again. "
Franky hung up and ran a hand through his hair.
"So start there doog yeah good o", he walked out of the room, shaking his head.
Quite nonsense but who cares XD
tells me whether I should continue writing or delete XD very quietly and secretly
blubb?
"Huckt a hoos in the grooos, gaaaaanz staaad. Head obgmaaht. ”Singing happily and swinging the broom, Franky Framm, the caretaker, came in the door.
"Pecks a hoos behind the Douern, ... heee she." Only now did he notice that someone was bent over there to write.
"Hey they do," he tried again, but the man on the desk didn't move an inch.
"A so a bleeder stecka", his boss would certainly not be thrilled if a tramp took a nap on his desk there.
Franky tossed the broom in a corner and went to the desk.
He nudged the man's shoulder with his finger, no response.
Next he lifted his arm and let go of it.
The arm slapped lifelessly back on the bare wood of the noble desk.
"It's here!" Horrified, he looked at the corpse and thought feverishly what to do now.
"What am I doing now? What am I doing now? A ... exactly, with something ruaft ma d´Polizei o. "
How good that there was a telephone on the desk. At the speed of light he pressed 110 and waited patiently for it to be put through.
"Yes hello, is the police? Yes ... grais eana, aaaso i meechad like to be a leich maid'n ... Obweuh ... geern actually need soo. But noja you know how it is, ma thinks nothing bad and meachad calmly be aarwat macha. and whoosh, so a little umanand.
Who am I? Yes, my name is Franky Framm, I am the house keeper at Villa Smockey… yes, do herom in Cheef's room because whoever is on the desk. … Who? Yes dees wois i ned, i have ma'n nu ned so ogschaud. glooonan moment. "
He grabbed the man by the hair and pulled him up when he realized that it was Smoker, his boss himself. He let go of his head in shock and it crashed back onto the desk with full force.
"Yes, that's nu doo? ... yeah uh, that's the boss. Knowing his name mechans, yeah uh. "
He scratched his head, perplexed, and stared out the window.
"Ahh, now you are, Somker from Smockey, so the villa is so hoist. logically gey. ... what? … A dangschee i waited at the entrance for the police officers. ... again what? ... oh so yes again. "
Franky hung up and ran a hand through his hair.
"So start there doog yeah good o", he walked out of the room, shaking his head.