Ich könnt schon wieder...! - Michael Ranz and Edgar May

Ich könnt schon wieder...!
So what exactly? Eat, have sex, puke, lose it, explode, travel, sleep, drink?

Doesn't matter anyway, because the only thing that counts is that "humor is the button that keeps our collar from bursting."* How do we know? We come from a generation where the goal is to die young - as late as possible.

At least in that respect, Saalfeld, May and Ranz got everything right.

One finds the right words, another the right notes, and the third is still looking for himself. The three white men are so old they learned to smoke, drink and make out on the playground. They start their Netflix series out of habit at 8:15 pm, still hold their phone to their ear to make calls, and keep cracking jokes about stupid politicians - why not? Those guys don't belong to any minority.

We live in times when you're considered a right-wing radical if you can manage five sentences of flawless German, and when blowflies explain to bees how honey is made.

So what! Irony and sarcasm are the finest temptation since complete idiots came into existence.

Give in to two hours of temptation!

"For today is tomorrow's good old days."*

You want to be there, don't you?

* Karl Valentin