As part of my spiritual reorientation and associated changes in my free time and also because I am as fit as Otti Fischer with walking difficulties, I got used to go swimming 1x a week. I try as 50-60 cars to hit and then choking, gasping, handing cause a slowdown in the shower on the ground and die slowly and painfully.
To be honest, I am currently 2x, because 60 cars at a time I'll get it yet.
But is not the issue; was your ever been in a public swimming pool during the week? Undreamt what there romps. First, it is already packed at 15:30 clock, housewives, pensioners, disabled people, Hartz IVer and what I still do not know everything.
But worst are the mid-fifties housewives. All with a KF 46/56 or so equipped, which is a BMI beyond Jumbo Schreiner, pull, like a convoy anno '44 in the Atlantic, either in line or keel side-by-side, sometimes straight course, or even like zig- Zack, on the approach of another swimmer as well as in sudden panic-like resolution, their orbits. They push a bow wave in front of them, in every U.S. aircraft carrier force is pale with envy. Children who fall into this wave to be revived periodically from the pool champion at the poolside.
This Dick ships, giant tankers or as they are called: Very Large Crude Carriers (VLCC)
are merciless in their Plantscherei, gross registered tonnage due, depends also on the breaststroke hanging extra weight, these weight hum an immensely long braking distance and an even greater lag time in turning and evasive maneuvers. Many a poor cute grandpa was run over and had been involuntarily feel the jagged keel scabs on his back.
They are also the main reason that I rarely throw up in your time in the shower room my guts, but I have to constantly keep Wahrschau to get even the curve.
In this sense
Tubes one go!
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