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The Adventures of the King of Simmering - Part 4: Now I call it like the air

News from Tatyanaland!

Hello my friend. I'm happy to get you the new letter. I hurried after working in the Internet of cafe much to get you the post. And here I read your letter. I am very glad to do it. Everyone gathers us your letter. To me it is very pleasant. I am very upset. I begin to understand that we can have a serious relationship. Yesterday I told my parents about you. They see in you the good people. I think you that you do not play with me. I think that you are the serious man. I think that the relationships can be serious when people trust each other. I do not like the fraud. I hate those people who betrugt. But I do not think such, my heart to me is that you called in by the good people. If popular to me 19 years I People were. I was the Goth Darfur at all. But it has changed for me with my girlfriend. I was very upset. I screamed, my heart was killed. Then I decided it I'll never be deceived great. And I never deception, and I do not play the feeling of the people. I know that the love of the distance we play God and this feeling that it is impossible. I have decided I will not Mogen great Russian men. You have no responsibilities. Of fraud and he likes to play the emotions. Unfortunately, I will go home. I am very ermudet. I think that you write to me tomorrow. I will wait for your letter. Now I call it like the air. Kind Gru? S girlfriend Tatyana.

The Lion, the lovely Tatyana Simmering will not have to wait too long, and writes:

сука Хаил Вы!

Yes, you are amazed! But as King of Simmering belauchen I do not want me with false rum! A friend advised me to greet you in Russian! Melts you remember or sobs you know?

After I have not read your last letter to the matter with your parents, I would like to come to the point: in yesterday Ottakringer control me my dear friend, the Archduke of Brigittenau suggested that I could come visit you all. A field trip to the country where the vodka sprouts! I immediately applied my royal hiking pants, and will now begin my journey to you.

But before I begin my march, I would like to know more precisely what you get with "I was the Goth Darfur at all" mean. This makes the king of Simmering now but a little scared. I can understand that you were at some point in itself very upset, but why are Goth at all, no lights, not the king.

Now I demand it as the air! - Whatever that may mean.

Highness wishes, Johann
the Third (in league)

The hiking outfit fits ever

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