TE15 Lithuanian Honey Cake


My ideas have this one flaw – they eat up all my money.

And where can I get a harpoon-style hook? If I can’t find that, how will I pull the brains out through the nose?

“Is your balcony full of vomit?” My serenity is broken by Nr. 10’s shout. “No, it doesn’t seem to be,” hearing the voice of the veterinarian’s wife. “And your car?” “It also doesn’t seem to be.” “That one, above you, just vomited over her balcony.” “I don’t see anything,” says the veterinarian’s wife from below. “She probably missed…” says Nr. 10, disappointed.


The conversation turns to petunias, and I close my balcony door.



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