Yeah, and Germans have a temper.
Ah they are all bark and no bite.
It is nice to see the different cultures assembling on a Spanish beach...
the Germans getting up sometime when everyone else is going to sleep to put their towels on deck chairs.
Somehow a German thinks his towel turns into a flag of some kind when abroad, giving him exclusive rights to these public deck chairs.
Then some hung over man (no names cough) stretches out down the beach. The only thing he wants to hear is the sound of the ocean.
Then some nasty piece of work, Ze Deutsch man, DEMANDS HIZ CHAIR!!!, you can see the vains bulging out of his forehead as you wonder what the hell he is talking about. Ze ToweLL! Ze ToweLL, it iz MINE! now you go!
Having a hangover from hell and not wanting to deal with this you reach around and find that in fact some inconsiderate dope did put his towel underneath you.
And with one swift moment you have pulled the thing from under you and set it free in to the air flying down the beach.
The last thing you hear just before you turn your back on him is "Now you GO GET MY TOWEL!!", once turned fully around you hear some curses being efficiently muttered and trailing off the direction of the towel.
And then you hear the waves lapping again and all is well with the universe :)
