Greet God,
I write you, because you must help me.
I have seen your Space Shuttle in the television. And so came me the idea to make holidays in the world-room.
Alone. Without my crazy wife.
I am the Kraxlhuber. 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 shrill voice like a circle saw. She lets no good hair at me. She says I am a Schlapp-tail.
She wants that I become Bürgermaster. But I want not be Bürgermaster. I have nothing at the hat with the political shit. I want my Ruah!
And so I want make holidays on the moon. Wizhout my bad half.But I take my dog with me. He is a boxer. His name is Wurstl.
So I want book a flight in your next Space Shuttle. But please give me not a window place. I would kotz you the rocket full, because I am not swindle-free. And no standing-place please...
And please do not tell my wife that I want go alone. She has a big Shrot-gun. She would make a sieve from my ass.
I need not much comfort. A nice double-room with bath and kloo and heating. And windows with look to the earth. So I can look through my farglass and see my wife working on the potatoe field. And I and my dog laugh us a branch ( häha). We will kringel ourself before laughing ( höhöhöhö
!
Is what loose on the moon? I need worm weather and I hope the sun shines every day. This is very good for my frost-boils.
With friendly Servus Xaver
sonntag morgen 10 min nach em aufstehen und ich lieg schonwieder lachend aufem boden 
nict genau verstanden aber das grobe schon 
Würde auch gerne lachen.
Nur habe ich absolut keine Ahnung was da steht. 
Ok ok! Morgen gibts wieder was deutsches
Danke Andy
