…but when I do, I love it when they inadvertently prove me right about something. Behold, from the incredibly humorlose Sara (with commentary):
Sorry Rebecca, but I think you missed the point entirely.
[“Supergeil” has a point?!?!?}
German television? Superior to American? Oh, because we get to watch porn stars on “mieten, kaufen, wohnen”!
[I realize that German humor consists of reciting several tragic facts and then smirking, but when I referred to German TV as “superior” I was being what we call “cheeky.” There are certain things on German TV that we don’t have on network television–such as nudity and swearing and a blasé attitude toward sex–that I find superior on German TV.]
That must be why we have to pay for VPN networks just to get Netflix over here so we can actually watch the likes of Breaking Bad, House of Cards, etc. etc.
[House of Cards isn’t even on TV, you dipshit. And all that other stuff is on cable. I’m talking network]
The very idea that German TV is somehow superior to US for any reason is simply ridiculous. Your statement is also insulting to the very few quality shows on the air here, no, not “mieten, kaufen, wohnen”!!!, and no, they do not generally feature porn stars.
[I LINKED TO TATORT WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?]
Edeka. Is the most non-sexy place anyone could possibly imagine in Germany. (Any takers on this?). What exactly are you thinking of when you claim it is sexy and how does this supposed sexiness make it superior to US grocery stores? Are you actually saying that the titty magazines are improving your shopping experience?
[I do not believe that I ever referred to EDEKA as sexy, and have actually never set foot in one. I prefer Spar.]
If you go to my Edeka grocery store, right across the street, you will lots of old German ladies, mean check-out people and grumpy Germans.
[Grumpy Germans! Do you know any?!?!?!?!?]
That’s it. The video is cool, whatever, it’s an ironic spoof that has gone viral to Edeka’s advantage. Well done.
Not like your commentary. Just because you spent a couple of months in Germany doesn’t mean you have anything meaningful to contribute. You don’t get it. Leave it to the Germans.
[Ah yes, I’ve only spent several years in toto in Germany and Austria and I only have a motherfucking doctorate in German and know more about your literary tradition and cultural history than you do, but WHAT DO I KNOW? Indeed, I will leave all humorous cross-cultural commentary about Germany to the Germans, whose world-famous ability not to take themselves seriously is on spectacular display here.]
Grüsse aus Berlin.
[Danke! Let me guess: you moved there from some Kaffgau seven months ago, and are now a hardened Berlinerin, impressed by nothing but the dropped crotch of your trousers.]