dialogue, heard in my baker
, "Just what it should be?"
customer before me: "I would like two souls."
Salesperson: "I'm sorry, we have no souls."
vendor looks to the colleague.
colleague, "we get today no more souls pure. "
And now please explain to me someone like such a bad wolf as I not to think of other things than on medium Spelt Bread. Had the dialogue still a little longer, I would have . Again, a hole in the tongue bitten, but when I have two days later, the equally bad wolf tells it, was still the wild, we asked ourselves the following questions:
- If you can buy at the bakery souls, which is then a kidnapper
- If I buy a soul at this bakery and the shop I steal it again in the parking lot of a shopping bag, which is a soul retrieval?
- And then how would the whole thing look as shamanic soul retrieval? Taking then the bread bag, beat as long as a fact until you have only danced crumbs, then wild Tütengeraschel to the "patients" around and then throws him with a handful of bread crumbs?
course we have discussed this when you leave the store and in the parking lot, which should have been for at least another customer very confusing.
And for all those who are not quite firm in Swabian baking tradition, here the declaration:
http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schwäbische_Seele
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