At Astrids birthdayparty yesterday she got from L. D. and M. a present. And I can tell you it wasn't a present I was happy about.
It was my coffin.. How is this possible?! They thought I was dead because I did not post anything anymore on my web-log. But the true story is, I posted photos on facebook... From Iceland, and from London. What is that of not hearing.. What is that of assuming that I am dead....
Herrmann with couchsurffriend Eddie! We are relaxing and chilling along the lake/dam!
Herrmann and a very drunk man (the moment before he tried to wake Astrid up, who was taking a nap (he thought she was drunk too, but off course that was not true)
The drunk guy now sees what Herrmann looks like, now Herrmann doesn't like him anymore...
Oh, he cuddles again, all good
But still there is something wrong.... But no worries, the other drunk guy want to hold Herrmann now
There we go: watch this nice bloody red eyes :]
Herrmann and Daniel, chilling at the Dam
Herrmann had a bit of a hangover, so the Red Bull wingthing helped him a bit
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