Rabbit Without Ears

Is she your latest?

If his mouth is open, he's lying.

And he's useless in bed, too.

- Wasn't my impression.

- All faked.

I'm sorry you slept with my brother.

- But I want to order.

- Let's get it over with.

Ludo?

How would you like

a nice big dish of meat?

Lots of different kinds?

Just one gets so boring.

Just water.

But not a hysterical,

reproachful water

that's never heard

of one-night stands.

A calm, non-stressful one.

I'll have the meat platter.

Sounded good.

Still no news. If he hasn't called

by tonight, I'll forget it.

What about

that graphic artist you always call?

No way. It's over. For good.

He's such a pervert!

- What? Why?

- Doesn't matter.

- No, tell me.

- No, it's yucky.

- Fine, then don't.

- Alright, if you insist.

He said he wanted me

to pee the next time we meet.

What? In front of him?

- I couldn't do that.

- Anna, on him!

You've got a knack

for finding weirdoes.

I know.

But I have stories to tell,

unlike you.

But I wouldn't constantly order

anchovy pizza,

I know it tastes bad.

- Pizzas don't give you orgasms.

- Guys do?

- True.

- When you eat it, the pizza's gone.

Pizza won't say it's too young

for responsibility at 38.

- You don't have to say it was good.

- It doesn't look at you saying,

"Come! Come! Come!"

Quiet up there!

Enjoy.

Jeez, Ludo.

You can't go on like this forever.

Why?

My job is fun. I've got great friends.

I date pretty women.

And what about love,

affection and security?

The warmth of a family?

Seeing your sleeping child

and feeling your heart burst with joy.

You're missing

the best things in life.

Lollo, come here now!

Moritz? Okay, I'm coming.

Gotta run.

Klitschko is proposing

to Yvonne Catterfeld.

- That soccer player?

- Precisely.

It never happened before

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