Dickhead in the sky!

It is done!

The unworthy Gaijin has visited all the fixed points of his journey, because Vardo was the last thing that had to be reached, everything else is now only for cozy relaxation (I know, jerking off would be cheaper, but jerking off on Berta is hell of fun!) and the personal pleasure of the dragging noble steed, while the unnecessarily present one is very much looking forward to the Balkans and especially the Baltic states.

The happy Norway has finally gotten rid of this terrible, foul-smelling traveler, who made glaciers cry, fjords tip over, mountains erode, and unwittingly prompted salmon to spawn too early (premature spawn ejaculation, so to speak).

In short: the entire destroyed country is now in the dark ass, and the long, icy polar winter will be a welcome respite for the local, beleaguered and ailing population!

From now on, the poor Finns will get to know the gozillasque Berta and a wide, broad path of Michelin will be drawn through the deep forest!

But does a hole in the forest even stand out here?

Anyway, the first 200 kilometers of green, forested Suomiland were really well-stocked with little trees and waters, and they were also incredibly straight...

...and when the traveler briefly stopped the moped to take care of an urgent business, the despicable one had an annoying, crawling creature on his genitals in the same second, which absolutely wanted to suck on the penis of the Fötiden!

But they weren't allowed to get the expensive, greasy and nourishing Gaijin blood, because it would act like a Gallic magic potion on the Gölsn and as a result, Finland could become temporarily uninhabitable.

Hehe! Since we're talking about genitals:

The unworthy traveler is driving through beautiful forests, but the highlight of the day is the dickhead in the sky!

Unfortunately, the Gaijin could not determine whether our God is left-handed or right-handed, but one thing is certain:

There's a big monster hanging from the blue sky canopy, my very esteemed, tenderly stroked lesbian audience.

So feast your beautiful eyes on this slightly frivolous image, and for the men who will stand before the judgment of the Lord in the future, remember:

Don't even try to compare your dicks with the Vienna sausage up there, you will lose and probably have to clean the heavenly shithouses for all eternity!

P.S.: Complaining about my mistakes? Anyone who does that will clean my scabby, piss-stained toilet with their Zantibürschtl!