Also mal ehrlich, wer ein wenig Sprachgefühl hat, der kann auch Englisch. Ich hab das schon öfters bewiesen und meinen Tagesablauf in „Auswärts“ geschildert:
When I come from my morningcatswash, I sit me down at our stripteasetable and eat my earlypiece. I become from my wife shoemakerboys and mirroreggs. During my eating I read my cheeseleaf. I drink my flowercoffee until I can see the reason. Than I go away from my reasonpiece with the funny song „The May is come, the trees knock out“ on my lips.
You may ask my, what I have to work. Short and good, I bework the onecometax and the aboutsentencetax. When I write with my fillfeatherholder, I must give eight, that I become no blue fingers. That makes me so fast nobody after.
Now it is time for midday eating. I look on the mealcard. It gives battle plate or wrong rabbit. Me runs the water in the mouth together. And for the aftertable
I take apple in pyjama.
Then I go back in my workroom. I break together, because I have work over work. I think, I have to make overhours.
Outside I can see the trainbirds fly. When the partyevening comes, I have the nose painted full. I go on my toothmeat. I go to the flowershop and buy some forgetmenots for my wife and think on my eveningbread. It gives handcheese with orchestra.
Then I will look on the pictureumbrella. If I have luck, I can see the
Doc. H. Cabbage and his taxhunter Theo Whygel.
Y e a h !!! T e a - T i m e i s o n e s a i d !!!!