The biggest conspiracy of all times?

Did you know that Hitler Jugend was founded the 04. July in 1926? This is not the only co-incidence the American history has with Nazism, can you see what and the Nazis and the Statue of liberty have in common:

Déjà vu!

For more than 20 years ago my Jewish boyfriend Frank was so anxious to see me that he forgot to fill gas on his car. On his way from Paris to Biarritz he ran out of gas, had to walk 1000 kilometers to the nearest gas station, but he made it, we got to spend 3 hours together before I had to leave the sweet life of the Bay of Biscay.

For a month ago I was in Paris, and as always, my Jewish boy Olivier invited me out. This time he wanted to show me Paris by night, and yes, Paris by night was as wonderful as for 20 something years ago. But then, at 02.00 in the morning, my Jewish boy ran out of gas. “Well, fortunately you have a hybrid car, you can always drive on the battery, can't you?”

BUT THERE WAS NO ELECRTICITY LEFT EITHER! My Jewish boy is a man so there was no need for sister solidarity. I went back to my hotel, and gave him the pleasure of finding a taxi and a gas station that was open by himself. He got home 2 hours later.

What are the odds to run out of gas and electricity at once? Hey, let's make this even harder, what are the odds of running out of gas and electricity TWICE in one month?

My Jewish boy called me the other day and told that he again had run out of gas and electricity on his hybrid Prius. Gosh, I thought that he was a very intelligent young man, what on earth can be the reason that he keeps running out of gas and electricity while having a company Total card in his wallet?

For my Jewish boy I am the funniest girl he has ever known, maybe this is his attempt to be funny, too. Well, he succeeded, I laughed and called him funny. Or did I say ridicule?

Expert comments

The other day on the radio there was an interview with a children’s psychiatrist who had researched children’s suicides for 8 years. After the 8 years of researching she had come to a conclusion that the reason why children commit suicides is loneliness and bullying.

8 years!!!!!!!

I have just applied funding for a 7 year project “Why do people prefer to wear left foot shoe on left foot and right foot shoe on the right foot”.

More burka or How to get rid of your husband, part 2

Danes are again discussing some of the very essentials topics in the society; should we forbid the use of burka in public. I couldn't care less what people are wearing, but there is one thing that is interesting in the new legislation proposal. Anyone forcing someone to wear burka can risk up to 4 years of prison.

From tomorrow I will start wearing a burka and say that my husband forces me to wear it. As none of us is a Muslim, the Danes will be totally outraged. My husband will probably get a couple of extra years on top of the 4, see you in 2016, honey!

9 vs 11 cm

Any girl knows that size matters; there is a huge difference between the tiny two centimeters, going from 9 to 11 centimeters.

Any guy who doesn’t get this, well, you should try yourself!

For years I have sworn that 9 cm is just the right size for me; it guarantees the ultimate satisfaction by giving me the perfect balance and making me feel very feminine.

Along came a Jewish boy and made me change my mind. Now I am definitely a 11 cm girl, and a happy owner of Jimmy Choos. Amongst the possible models, the Jewish boy chose these ones:

Men, hommes, miehet, mænd!

I like to take long walks in the evening whenever I have time. The other day my husband wondered if I went to meet someone on my walks. Heavens! He never wonders about my Paris trips even I tell him about the fantastic restaurant Olivier took me to. He doesn’t worry at all even I just have been to Africa for 3 weeks camping with 6 Italian guys. But if I am seeing someone in my little village!

(Just like MY village people, yeah, my husband should be worried!)

Back on blogging!

Why write a lot of nonsense on one’s blog, when you can have a Jewish boy reading all your nonsense and hear him laughing all the way from Paris to Copenhagen? It is called grateful audience and it is very difficult for a girl let go when she finally finds a man who understands her humour.

I couldn’t help trying to find out if my dear Olivier is a man behind his words, “….quand je rencontre une femme comme toi, je donne tout ». I already had asked him to bring me a Statue of Liberty from New York, which he did without any complaints. When I left for Africa, missed my flight to Burkina Faso and stranded in Paris, I called the Jewish boy to come and rescue me from airport suicide, and what does he do? He brings me a box of chocolate from La Maison du Chocolat (any sucker who never heard about this, it is the best chocolate in the world!), and suddenly the one day delay for my Africa adventure wasn’t that bad at all.

When I got back home, I decided to go a step further. I asked the too-much-travelling Olivier to get me a pair of Jimmy Choo boots next time he is out of town. He had to admit that these boots were indeed very, very beautiful (not only he understands my humour, he also shares my taste in shoes!), but that HE WOULD NEVER PAY 750 EUROS FOR A PAIR OF BOOTS. What? He is single and has a great job, what is 750 Euros for him? I had even made him a budget; if I come to Paris 3 times in 2010 and he invites me out for dinner every time à 250 Euros = 750 Euros = Jimmy Choo Boots (but no dinners).

I guess it is just a matter of principles. I would neither NEVER pay 750 Euros for a liter of gasoline.



(The most beautiful boots in the world!)