Till: okay, so, Flake, do you have that book I was asking for?
Flake: okay, let's see here...
der tastenficker.... random shit I bought off of Amazon.... nudes....
Ah, here we are, Stephen King's 'The Shining'
Paul: uhhhh, Flake, why does that door have a padlock on it?
Flake: well, it's my collection
Richard: ah yes, I forgot about that, what actually is it?
Flake: *opens the door*
Okay, so, these are heat-seeking torpedoes, these are bullet shells and these are helmets, if you look closely at the shells, you can see where the hammer hit it
Schneider: well, that's interesting and all but I can't help but notice that these are from the Nazi side, and so are these torpedoes and these helmets, is there anything here from the other side
Flake: well, no, that sort of thing doesn't interest me
Everyone: *turns around*
Oh mein Gott-
Till: *to the others*
w-why are there massive pictures of Hitler and Nazi symbols on the wall?
Flake: *holds up a picture*
This is the last picture taken of Hitler, he's signing a few death warrants here
Paul: well, it always seems like you do more writing as you get older
*awkward laugh*
Till: ...
Why is there another door with a padlock on it?
Flake: oh, that's my other collection
Richard: of what?
Flake: well, I have a strong interest in celebrity's glassses
*opens door*
These glasses here were worn by that fella, E.T
And these were worn by King Charles I before his decapitation
And these were worn by that fella,
Sid Haig
Till: ....
Oh wow, 100 pairs of old glasses....
Right, where are we gonna dump them?
Flake: w-what?
Richard: well, it is a bunch of old garbage, you must plan to get rid of it one day
Flake: nein, I would never get rid of my collection!
Paul: how about you just give it to someone you know, then it will never be gone
Flake: I, uhhh, I- well, I suppose that would work, but who would I give it to?
Paul: hmmmm, how about Karen?
Flake: oh Gott no, whenever she sees me she just won't shut her mouth, also, she'd probably break all of these in under a minute
Richard: how about you put them...
*pulls out a map*
....here
Flake: oh yay, we're going to Ollie!
Till: Ollie doesn't want 100 pairs of old glasses
Flake: yeah he does!
Till: fine, he does
Ollie: oooo, I'd love to have 100 pairs of old glasses!
*in his head*
Oh scheiße, what have I done...
