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Brief eines Tirolers an die NASA


Greet God,

I write you, because you must helb me.

I have seen your Space Shuttle in the television. In color. And so came me the idea to make holidays in the world-room. Alone. Without my crazy wife.

I am the Kraxlhuber. The Hofer Anderl was my clock-clock grandfather.

I stand on a very bad foot with my wife. Always she shouts with me. She has a shrill voice like a circle saw. She lets no good hair at me. She says I am a Schlapp-tail. She wants that I become Bürgermaster. But I want not be Bürgermaster. I have nothing at the hat with the political shit. I want my Ruah. And so I want make holidays on the moon. Without my bad half.

But I take my dog with me. He is a boxer. His name is Wurstl.

So I want book a flight in your next Space Shuttle. But please give me not a window place. I would kotz you the rocket full, because I am not swindle-free. And no standing-place please...

And please do not tell my wife that I want to go alone. She has a big Schrot-gun. She would make a sieve from my ass.

I need not much comfort. A nice double-room with bath and kloo and heating. And windows with look on the earth. So I can look through my far-glass and see my wife working on the potatoe field. And I and my dog laugh us a branch (hähä). We will kringel ourself before laughing (höhöhöhö)!

Is what losse on the moon? I need warm weather and I hope the sun shines every day. This is very good for my frost-boils.

With friendly Servus, yours