Even on her death bed, Helen Schwenken is a bigger beggar than Hariati Sinaga

Helena Schwenken and I woke up in the same bed today contemplating death, which may strike any moment now. We’re extremely poor and old Huns. Ugly too. We look exactly the same, but there’s a difference: It is she who must chew the cock before all people of the world. She’s my secretary, the poorest oldest pussy.

But when Mr. Sinaga and Hariati Sinaga arrived with some crumbs they’d been collecting all night from many different trash cans around the village, we felt hopeful one last time. Maybe we will get rich lays to join our unititty soon. It’s the best way to seek equality with the rich people of the world – fooling them into joining our brothel.

Helen Schwenken reminded me that she, too, is a witch like me. Black arts have been in vogue all over Germany for the longest time, and we’re the last generation of crazy Huns practicing it. We’d do anything to deceive you, and if we can’t rob you by plain deception, we’d terrorize you to rob you. Poor Helena Schwenken needs your old clothes and new ones. Please give her some charity now. She’s looking like a bigger beggar than Hariati Sinaga the Hindu whore. Just look at her again and again and dwell on her rat’s vagina until you enter it. Please bring some cash too.

German Hun,

Christoph Scherrer