quotes from the street

dinner guest #1 “germany, do they have a president or a prime minister? i can’t remember”

dinner guest #2 “hmmm, i can’t recall either - i think they have a president - non?”

dinner guest #3 “oh oh, i know, they have a fuhrer – he’s called mein fuhrer!”

*lengthy awkward silence*

overheard: gstaad, switzerland

context: discussion at a dinner party as to what the german head of state is called