When Igor asked me two weeks ago "What picture do you want to have?" I answered "Tits." The fast guy made them in two seconds. They look like this:
When I woke up yesterday morning I took a look through the window across the street. On the Volkstheater under the red star I saw what was not there on the day before. It looked like this:
I was glad because of that fluttering tit in the fresh sunshine. I had and I still have the feeling that this was a good start of my being here and it's not true I was sad because there are not two tits on one flag.
What did König Rudolf I. think about that when he conquered Vienna in the year 1278?