A Lower Bavarian wrote this text - have fun!

卖啃吸

Fax
% a, u- {9 l% d% E; CAn: NASA - Amerika      Von: Kraxelhuber
Fax: 001
$ W9 {" T; I) V4 P/ mDatum: 10 / 25 / 1998
Betreff:

Greet Got,
  q, G3 W6 Q% {+ G8 _9 P
I 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.
1 a/ G' |, R, G' G  {
; R9 L' z( p( j4 RI 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.
" {$ D& l0 l9 a+ T3 @
She 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.

* ]' d+ v0 a9 }7 W  _% q! n% w& PBut 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
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….
; y6 [7 [0 o7 i
7 {; x) E6 z' l0 X. eAnd 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.
9 E( ?+ f& Z7 j. h, Y# {" P
. j" S, ]; E1 q! {/ WIs 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.

+ G( I; e) X; n2 @) y; z  u# m  ~With a friendly Servus