TRESENLESEN - Jochen Malmsheimer & Frank Goosen

Finally in Hengenbengen! The return of the meerkats of German humor

In 2020 they returned to Sloegenkoegen, now they are celebrating their arrival in Hengenbengen, because even if Sloegen means Hengen and Koegen means Bengen, the road is a long one, albeit a very beautiful one in terms of words.

Jochen Malmsheimer and Frank Goosen return as Tresenlesen to the stages of this country, which has changed its currency in their absence and also done some other stupid things. And once again the hapless King Edward, the fourth steward on the throne of his fathers, sits in the great hall, the game between Partisan Stollenterror and Wacker Wermelskirchen in the Lambert-Hamel Stadium in Zweilütschinen is still going strong, while the Borderline service continues to be offered in more-miles-muffin mode and many a closet is waiting to be rebuilt.

The gentlemen cast many a reminiscent glance backwards and perhaps also one or two sideways or forward, obsessed with the present, because Günther's eye reads along with dignity and value for money.

Strange? But that's how it's written. And here it is. And now we're all going to be Swedes. Omen!