Sunday, January 15, 2006

Knock Knock Who's there?

This morning, while driving back from Hotel Des Indes in The Hague where we had a wonderful gala diner yesterday evening, I listened to the radio and learned that German Polizei received strict clothing and personal hygiene orders for coming 2006 Weltmeisterschaft .

They are not allowed to wear non-ironed shirts, have to wear long trousers, they have to be well shaven, tattoos are not to be shown and piercings and other jewelery are forbidden. German police officers have to be an example for the rest of the world.

We grew up in the Netherlands making fun of our direct neighbours; the Belgians related to (presumed lack off-) intelligence and the Germans related to - off course - WWII.

It would be too easy to start making German jokes now. Or wouldn't it? Ok ..allow me just a few.. I will try to behave..


Q: How does a German eat mussels
A: *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* ... AUFMACHEN !!!

Q: Why are there so many tree lined streets and leafy lanes in France?
A: Germans like to march in the shade.

Q: Do you know why Germans build such high-quality products?
A: So they won't have to go around being nice while they fix them.

"Two Martinis, bitte."
Dry?
"Nein, I said TWO!"

Knock Knock Who's there?
"Gestapo! "
Gestapo who?
"Ve Vill ask ze Questions! "