Hello, please allow me to introduce myself, I'm The Captain. "The who?", you will probably ask and I answer again: The Captain.
In my past I lead zeppelines all over the world. But one day (it was halloween) I had an accident allmost as devastating as Rammstein. I crashed in a jungle, I did not know and when I met some locals they began to shoot at me.
I ran but a fly flew into my eye. "Oomph!", I said as I fell to the ground and landed in thousands of bugs. The beatles and scorpions cralled all over me and to top that I heard monkeys aproaching. They began rolling stones over me.
Just when I thought I would be knocking on heavens door a guy named Joe Smith came and rescued me. "For queen and fatherland!", he cried as he shot the monkeys. But that alerted the locals and we heard them coming. We ran away and came to a boat-house. I shouted : "Through the doors!" Inside we found a small boat called Black Sabbath and we decided to take it. "I row", Smith said, "and you shoot."
When we were on the water the angry locals approached and began to take aim at us. They hit me and sweet smoke arose from a wound in my arm. I tried to focus and ignore the smoke and pain but dots in deep purple and pink flowed before my eyes when everything turned black and I remembered nothing.
Somehow we got away. "You look ugly, kid", Joe said when I awoke. I answered: "I thought I would see you again in the nirvana!"
When we reached a city we decided to investigate the mess we were in. There we learned that we were in a French-speaking country. I tried to get informations from a girl but "Elle visite ma tente?" was the only French sentence I knew.
But soon we found what we were looking for. We found the missing link in parks eight blocks down the road. It turned out that I had killed a rare bird with my accident. He didn't have a chance, as my aircraft was made out of metal.
I care very much for endangered species but the locals overreacted in my opinion. So I decided to take revenge with the help of my friend Joe, thus beginning my new profession as a cleaner. But I'm not a monster. I have a saying: For the guys guns and roses for the girls.
That is my story. Once I was very famous but now I'm merely bodyguard for rock bands. Can you tell me which bands I've met in my life?
- Impi
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Sorry for the lousy English
In my past I lead zeppelines all over the world. But one day (it was halloween) I had an accident allmost as devastating as Rammstein. I crashed in a jungle, I did not know and when I met some locals they began to shoot at me.
I ran but a fly flew into my eye. "Oomph!", I said as I fell to the ground and landed in thousands of bugs. The beatles and scorpions cralled all over me and to top that I heard monkeys aproaching. They began rolling stones over me.
Just when I thought I would be knocking on heavens door a guy named Joe Smith came and rescued me. "For queen and fatherland!", he cried as he shot the monkeys. But that alerted the locals and we heard them coming. We ran away and came to a boat-house. I shouted : "Through the doors!" Inside we found a small boat called Black Sabbath and we decided to take it. "I row", Smith said, "and you shoot."
When we were on the water the angry locals approached and began to take aim at us. They hit me and sweet smoke arose from a wound in my arm. I tried to focus and ignore the smoke and pain but dots in deep purple and pink flowed before my eyes when everything turned black and I remembered nothing.
Somehow we got away. "You look ugly, kid", Joe said when I awoke. I answered: "I thought I would see you again in the nirvana!"
When we reached a city we decided to investigate the mess we were in. There we learned that we were in a French-speaking country. I tried to get informations from a girl but "Elle visite ma tente?" was the only French sentence I knew.
But soon we found what we were looking for. We found the missing link in parks eight blocks down the road. It turned out that I had killed a rare bird with my accident. He didn't have a chance, as my aircraft was made out of metal.
I care very much for endangered species but the locals overreacted in my opinion. So I decided to take revenge with the help of my friend Joe, thus beginning my new profession as a cleaner. But I'm not a monster. I have a saying: For the guys guns and roses for the girls.
That is my story. Once I was very famous but now I'm merely bodyguard for rock bands. Can you tell me which bands I've met in my life?
- Impi
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Sorry for the lousy English
Sorry for the lousy German