Das Gasthaus Zum Scharfen Bock (HQ)

Nothing's been going on in this fucking place for days.

It's to get out of the skin.

A couple of boozy toads and that's all.

And a few canvases won't even pay.

That's how happy it'll be.

I shouldn't have gotten involved in taking over this place.

At first, things were still going pretty well.

But now?

If only I knew what it was.

Oh.

All right, let's call it a night.

But first, you pay, you understand?

Yes, Urschaff, take it easy.

Yeah, you too?

So, what is it?

Give me the powders!

There's nothing to worry about.

Quiet, horny, super.

Oh.

I mean, how did you get in here?

Through the door. Maybe you forgot to lock up.

I see you're getting off work.

Well, goodbye.

No, wait, wait,... wait,wait.

I haven't closed yet. You can have it all, of course.

What can I get you?

I'm really hungry.

What would you recommend?

Oh, I don't have so many choices.

But I'll put a schnitzel in your pan for whom it suits you.

Not bad, but nice and spicy and juicy.

I love meat.

But I don't understand what the guests don't have.

It's a nice place.

Yeah, I don't get it either.

My predecessor spoke of a revenue I could only dream of.

It's delicious. Excellent.

You'd make the best husband.

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