Archive for the 'Meyn's World' Category

German Invasion (1)

Friday, March 9th, 2007

Arrival
“Hurry up, we have to go!” My Little Rib forcefully pushed my feet off the coffee table.
“Why? Where to?”
“To the airport. The Krafziks are coming.”
“They won’t come till next month, Schnuckie.”
“You’re wrong. Check the calendar. February 22nd: ‘Arrival Krafziks: 2:05pm. Hide all cheese!’”
“Strange. Why was I thinking March 22nd?”
“That’s the day they fly back.”
“What?! They […]

Thanksgiving at Mike’s

Thursday, November 23rd, 2006

It has become a tradition for my Little Rib and I to spend Thanksgiving Day at Mike’s house. Our friend is a superb cook. Actually his cooking is so good, his mom drives all the way from La Jolla, CA, to Las Vegas to join the banquet. Even his brother Lucky tags along every now […]

Game over, Schnuckie!

Friday, November 10th, 2006

“Get up already!”
“No!”
“You’ve been in bed for three days. It’s time for you to get over the lost elections. Life goes on.”
“Please, don’t be so naive! Life does not go on. It’s over! Game over, Schnuckie!”
“Move over. I want to lay next to you.”
“Don’t even try to comfort me. It’s futile.”
“What ever happened to you […]

Tomb Rib

Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006

Who does not know Tomb Raider Lara Croft, the most seductive treasure hunter of all times? I blame her for spending countless nights in front of my computer, just so I could guide her through trap invested dungeons. If it hadn’t been for her well rounded behind I wouldn’t have had that much patience with […]

Evil Bingo (Part II)

Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006

30 minutes later
Playing bingo when drunk is not a pleasant experience. One has a hard time paying attention, the numbers on the cards seem rather foreign and there’s the constant feeling of having to vomit.
I’m not talking about me right now. I can drink a lot. But my Little Rib wasn’t doing too well. Three […]

Evil Bingo (Part I)

Friday, August 18th, 2006

If you live in Las Vegas it is not a good idea to be into gambling. Countless people have lost everything here, which is why many of them have jumped off some of the higher buildings in the City of Lights.
As Christians my Little Rib and I do not approve of gambling at all. In […]

Fartvergnügen

Tuesday, August 1st, 2006

“Last night you farted in your sleep.”
My Little Rib’s claim is a total understatement. I know what I’m capable of when I had to behave all day long. It’s a fact that I wake myself up with my nightly emissions. Since I have the strange habit of sleeping at the very edge of my bed, […]

Eating Habits

Tuesday, July 18th, 2006

It’s an optical spectacle to watch my Little Rib eat. When she chews on a sandwich you can be assured that afterwards there will be bits and pieces dangling from her earlobes. Even the smallest snack ends up in a huge mess. After every meal it looks like some living thing exploded in our apartment.
It […]