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9 O0 |. J9 v+ N! P0 W5 G/ GAn: NASA - Amerika      Von: Kraxelhuber
Fax: 001
Datum: 10 / 25 / 1998
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Greet Got,

/ i0 D' A/ g0 TI write you because, you must help me. I have seen your Space Shuttle in the television. In color. An so came me the idea to make holidays in the world room. Alone. Without my crazy wife Resi.

9 E5 Q' q6 Y6 {; i  X2 r. q# z% kI am the Kraxelhuber from Germany. The king of Bavaria was my clock-clock grandfather. I stand on a very bad foot with my wife. Always she shouts with me. She has a very shrill voice like a circular saw.

+ Y! _6 l& t; B( S/ b& [& Z! |; BShe says I am a Schlapp-tail. She wants that I become Bürgermaster. But I want not to be Bürgermaster of our Kaff. 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.
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But I take my dog with me. He is a Mixling. He is like a boxer. His name is Wurschtl. So I want book a flight in
  ^% [8 l* c5 U5 Z# N' ~your next Space Shuttle. But please give me not a windowplace. I would kotz you the rocket full, because I am not swindle-free. And no standing place please….

) R0 @9 j3 _8 Y( r' S: |/ G; P8 OAnd please do not tell my wife that I want to go alone. She has a big Schrotgun. She would make a sieve out of my Arsch. I need not much comfort. A niche double-room with bath and Klo and heating. And windows with look to earth. So I can look through my far-glases and see my wife shufting on the potato-acker. And I and my dog laugh us a branch (haha). We will kringel ourself fore laughing (höhöhö.
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Is what loose on the moon? I need warm weather and I hopethe sun shines every day. This is very good for my frostboils. Have you bratherings on the moon? I must overgive me when you have no bratherings, because they are my Leib-food.
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With a friendly Servus