criminalized Bagaluten Alé her Bagaluten,
a group of 4 Bagaluten made off last Sunday to spend on the road to Hanover for the day with sausage, beer and singing. Just before twelve we entered the metronome to the Hundertwasser Bahnhof Uelzen switch the metronome in Hanover. On this nice social ride, we ate cake and drank a soda or other cold-hop - with us on the train were about 2 other scattered Paulifanlager! Arriving at the station Hannover joked the music and singing Minister that the Bagaluten would be greeted by a welcoming committee. Thus, the common dangerous Bagalutentross stepped on the platform had and surprised to discover that this was already taken by dozens of police officers confiscated - now they asked us if we were a group of 10 people (we would probably have been to Bremen -? but that Reads the state power such as our blog)? In our response, we would jediglich broke out four of sheer dread and we had to wait until we took eigekesselt accompanied by the direct route to the subway (in H, the tram). We had to listen from a uniformed, that everything would stay relaxed as long as we would do no stress? Whether this has implications for the flirting from OEPA a pretty blond officer should have given on impact opened up at that point yet! With a special tram, we went directly on to the stadium - in which there were already about 200 officials and 500 fans (of which 250 Paulianer). At the ticket booth we bought for 3 €, students cards and were then at the entrance abgetastetl by the police - this was the indication that this was only because look on the boss would - then they said that he still views should look into the flag poles - do it provides a good impression! The game has taken place and will not need special mention! Bagaluten four flags and a few rolls of masking tape held the Bagaluten in the block and thus made aware of us - all done under constant supervision of 20 Uniformed men who sat behind us the whole game! On the way back there was another special tram and a full compartment in metronome for us and dangerous to another group - the rest of the metronome, incidentally, was jam-packed!
on the main train station, we could still hear the following conversation:
policeman 1 policeman 2: "What should we do so all the dispersed around?" Policeman 2 to a policeman: "We just go after some behind!"
And now all together in the choir / Bagaluten score
It greets a minister
