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As most elves are, I was born in a place that doesn't exist ... West Germany. -- Well, OK, it's still there, but it's just called Germany now.
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| Dü haßt ein kleine mensch mit zehn fingerschen ... | |
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| Wow, he's hung like a rhino! Oh wait, that's just the umbilical cord. | |
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As a military family, we moved around a bit. Our next destination: the idyllic suburbs of New Jersey, where my early childhood was filled with repressed bad memories ...
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| Must chase rabbit across the street ... **KA-THUMP** | |
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On second thought, there were lots of good memories, too ...
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| Well, there's one woodchuck who won't be raiding our garden anymore! | |
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| Gee, tastes like chicken! Except for the shotgun pellets ... | |
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