


Christoph
Ja, I would have to sey Dan. Ach, he reminds me so of ze Saint Nick…but let’s say in ze darkest timeline.After each of our meetzings he leaves digusting, low-budget malt liquor beverage bottles like Colt 45 bottles (Who even drinks that shit?) and cigarette ash under ze desk of my office. God, It’z worse than coal. Thats no fuckin gift anyone wants…unless you want ze gift of lung cancer and a slow death. Also, Dan, didn’t I see you on ze roof of Ed’s residence?!



























