"Brief eines Bayern an die NASA" 
I write you, because you must help me. i have seen your Space Shuttle in the Television. In Color.
And so came me the Idea to make Holidays in the World-Room, alone, without my Crazy Wife 
I am the Kraxlhuber. The King of Bavaria was my Clock-Clock Grandfather. I stand on a very bad foot
with my Wife. Always she shouts with me. She has a shrill Voice like a circle saw. She lets no good Hair at me 
She says I am a Schlapp-Tail. She wants that I become Buergermaster. But I want not be Buergermaster.
I have nothing at the hat with the political shit. I want my Ruah 
And so I want make Holidays on the Moon. Without my bad half. But I take my Dog with me. He is a Boxer. His Name is "Wurstl" 
So I want book a Flight in your next Space Shuttle. But please give me not a Window Place. I would kotz you the Rocket full, becauseI am not
swindle free 
And not standing Place please.............
And please do not tell my Wife that want go alone She has a Big Shrot Gun. She would make a sievefrom my ass 
I need not much Comfort. A nice Double-Room with Bath and klo and heating And Windows with look to the Earth.
So can I look trough my Farglass and see my Wife working on the Potato Field. 
And I and my Dog laugh us a branch (haehae) 
We will kringel ourself before laughing (hoehoehoehoe)
Is wath loose an the Moon 
I need warm Weather an I hope the Sun shines every Day. This is a very good for my Frost Boils
with friendly Servus,
Xaver
