Please, don’t ask me to post the video. It’s not mine to post to public anyway since I wasn’t the one filming that day and I don’t want muzcom going crazy over lots of vids appearing online again.
“How extraordinarily like your father, you are, Herbert. He too was exceedingly arrogant, wandering the corridors at night, strutting about the castle.”
“My dad didn’t strut. And nor do I.”
“Manche glauben an die Menschheit / Und manche an an Geld und Ruhm / Manche glauben an Kunst und Wissenschaft / An Liebe und an Heldentum // Viele glauben an Götter verschiedenster Art / An Wunder und Zeichen / An Himmel und Hölle / An Sünde und Tugend / Und an Bibel und Brevier // Doch die wahre Macht, die uns regiert, ist die schändliche, unendliche, verzehrende, zerstörende und ewig unstillbare Gier.”
I’ve seen some sponges in my time but this is the most delightful and wholesome of them all
that feeling when about 200 hundred years later you meet the dude who used to stare your boobs while you were in bath and who turned you and he doesn’t even remember you