There are always some guys who think the invasion was on the side of the gods. And that the locals should love them — or if they don’t, too bad.
As an American, I’m going to go put my head in a bag, now.
There are always some guys who think the invasion was on the side of the gods. And that the locals should love them — or if they don’t, too bad.
As an American, I’m going to go put my head in a bag, now.
Any room left in the bag?
Ewald looks rather familiar….. say… Afterdead familiar.
When I lived over there, I lived not two shakes from Le Dome and Montparnasse – the HUB of Reicher activity back then. I thought it was a coincidence. Might not have been, when I think about it.
It’s like the bag in Hader and the Colonel; there’s always room.
You never know. All us KrautGrrls wore the “wrong” uniform back then. Which is why we’re twitchy about about the war and the military now.
(If “Red” is a guy, all my readers are honorary KrautGrrls).
Na, Donna, it’s Red from Deviantart – well, onemeanmotherfokker now. Last I checked I was female.
I wasn’t in a uniform back then, unless you count a dress. Though I was around ‘em enough.
Ya know, Red, I know about a bajillion people. And a lot of them are nicknamed “Red.” Including those weird kids down the road — although the Sheriff usually refers to them as “Red-headed stepchildren.”
Yeah, I picked a too-popular nickname – for some reason my little Gravatar ain’t showing up, odderwise It’d be easier to identify my sorry butt. Heh heh.
Gravatar can be weird. Even after killing an image it can keep showing up.