You helped hundreds of Germans commit a crime. Don’t you bleeping dare try to come across as the injured party here, you toffee-nosed, scum-sucking sacks of greed. Every other damn week Munich is full of cops blocking traffic and fondling their guns to protect some fatcat corporate freebooter or his politician toadies, and those cops’ salaries come from taxes paid by the middle class, because the freebooters don’t pay taxes because they hid their money in Liechtenstein.
And tell your pencil-necked prince to get a real job.
Song du jour of the day: Eat the Rich, the Aerosmith version.