got woken up this morning by the postman had to sign for a letter from court. Still groggy i opened it and i was invited to a court proceeding involving ..(there was a full name of bloke)because of punishable acts 141, 300, 217 Penal Code - 1
I was like what the fuck did i do again, and the penal code damm that's bad those things have prison sentences.
I fire up my computer to check what the fuck i did 141 - basically braking and entering WTF when where 300 - attacking an official person doing his duties of security .... WTFFFFFFF 217 - basicly buying Stolen goods what!!!
Not having the slightest clue what is going on and almost shitting my pants i recheck the letter and at the very top it said
INVITATION then bellow in very small letters to the victim
Now im still not sure what this is about but a few years ago i had 2 chainsaws stolen it could possibly be involving this or a noter incident also around 2 years ago a gypsy stole some metal from me i caught him in the act and as he fled i took down his licence and registration, he got caught 2 minutes after he sold the 10 EUR worth of metal and i decided to prosecuted do to principle. Now if it is this guy he is so screwed and over 10 EUR worth of metal lol he was on parrole when he did the crime, and for each of those charges you can get jail time. 141- possible 1 year in jail, 300- 6 months to 3 years, 217 - to 2 years. All over 10 euros worth of scrap.
Christianity, One woman's lie about an affair that got seriously out of hand
Two dyslexics run into a bank and shout: Air in the hands, mother stickers! This is a fuck up!
'Qui non intelligit, aut taceat, aut discat' The mind is like a parachute. It only works when it is open.-FZ The industrial revolution, flipped a bitch on evolution.-NOFX It takes all kinds to make a mess- Benjamin Hoff
"No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten." Hunter S. Thompson
Once upon a time there was a grad student who was given the opportunity to speak before a symposium of the nation's most prominent physicists. His assigned topic was, "What is an electron?"
He composed his speech carefully, "An electron is a concept which has changed over the course of time. Electrons were once thought to be distributed evenly throughout the atom like currants in a plum pudding. Later, they were believed to orbit the nucleus like tiny planets. Later still, they were understood to occupy discrete regions of space called orbitals," and so on.
He was nervous about the prospect so he rehearsed his speech thoroughly. As he looked in the mirror while shaving, he repeated, "An electron is a concept which has changed over the course of time...." As he ate breakfast, he repeated "An electron is a concept which has changed over the course of time," which annoyed his girlfriend. On the bus he repeated, "An electron is a concept which has changed over the course of time," which guaranteed him a seat by himself.
Finally, the big day arrived. He stood up before his august audience and began, "An electron is a concept...." and his mind went completely blank. He couldn't remember another word.
He was about to break out in a cold sweat when one distinguished old scientist in the audience began to applaud. One by one, the others joined him until finally they all rose in a standing ovation.
An electron is a concept. Stop there and you avoid putting your foot in your mouth.
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