THE KDP AND SOME VETERANS

Coming back from ... coming back, I caught sight of some event happening by the KDP HQs. Of Course, having something to do with the reds, it couldn't be anything good, so I parked my motor car and headed that way. 

 

Sadly, by the time I made it there, the veteran's protest had already ended. So I decided to interview the commies for their side of the story. Things got heated when I held on to their filing cabinet to regain my balance ... errr ... only to find out it was the door to a secret passage. When I tried to get some sort of explanation from them I only got threats and a lot of attitude. I eventually ended up being locked behind the secret door. By the time they let me out I was so out of it I drove into a lorry. Luckily a group veterans came to check I was OK. Thank goodness there is still some manners in this world of ours! Wait for the article in the Tageblatt, commies!

We had a full house at the keller after that cough cough

There was some mysterious figure in the night while we all got hammered... merry I mean. My sources tell me he is some Huxley, not THE Huxley apparently. Shame. My RL driver would love to meet the gent.

When I left the Keller I found Herr Cice, one of the commies, had blocked my way with his horrid red wheels. I naturally tried to drive over it. Only fair...

Another for the road... to bed...

And, don't forget....