“So, you’re trespassing my land, aren’t you?! Do you even know what the ‘privat property’ means?!”

“Herr, please… I am just a Touristin… I am just wanted what the real American farm is to see!”

“Oh, really? Well, then, let me show you my woodshed!”


“AUA!!! AUTSCH!!! AUA!!! I am sorry, Herr! I am sorry!”

“Well, I hope you’ll remember the Country of the Stars and Stripes for a very long time, kraut-lass! And now you’d better run for your life from my land! You’d better get over the fence before I’ll load my shotgun a rocksalt!”

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