Winfried Sobottka – the worst German who ever lived!

Breaking bad: Gabi Baaske and Winfried Sobottka!

No one who openly professes National Socialism or even calls for infanticide on the Internet can become a member of the United Anarchists. But Winfried Sobottka is guilty of both crimes:

Winfried Sobottka’s confession to National Socialism: here!

Winfried Sobottka’s appeal for infanticide on the Internet: here!

Requirements for membership in the United Anarchists are also:

Look like James Dean!

IQ of at least 65!

Clean underwear!

Winfried Sobottka cannot even begin to fulfill any of these requirements. And the mere fact that he hasn’t worked a single day in his life, which has lasted for about 75 years, is not considered by us anarchists as a special merit.

Despite these crushing omissions, Sobottka writes to us in his latest blog post as if we United Anarchists were his good friends! „@ U.A.“ begins his primitive dope post. Winfried, listen, you mutton! We United Anarchists hate it when the name of our wonderful secret organization is abbreviated. So let that be nice – do we understand each other, butt head?

„…I’m still alive,“ he continues. So what? Does he want a medal for it, the idiot? He currently only writes one post per month on his dirty blog. The rest of the time he is a sucker. Disgusting.

„…and you will hear a lot more about me from the outside in the future – at the moment I am mainly active in exploration.“ Haha, Winfried, good stupid joke! But let’s be honest: apart from spreading disgusting lies on the internet and otherwise just talking dirty, you’ve never achieved anything in your whole miserable life, apart from your unusually loud and smelly flatulence, of course.

Otherwise, the rest of Winfried Sobottka’s contribution is once again about the custody problems that he caused his fiancée Gabi Baaske, who was not particularly bright. The inexperienced woman is no longer allowed to see her own children because of the busybody from Lünen, Germany, but she still thinks the weak, overweight Winfried Sobottka is a kind of superhero – possibly because of his exploding flatulence.

In his opinion, he continues in his current post, we United Anarchists should be considerate of anyone who is invisible: „I kindly ask you to accept and take that into account,“ he says jovially and mysteriously.

Hey, what kind of shit are you talking about, Sobottka? You have absolutely nothing to report to us United Anarchists! Only three people a month google “Winfried Sobottka” and his crybaby “Gabi Baaske” anyway.

Literally nobody cares about your private shit! Forget it: Gabi Baaske decided in favor of Winfried Sobottka and thus against her own children. Shit happens!

„Otherwise: Moving on! I’m doing it too, even if I’m not making it big at the moment!“ Okay, we know: you have got a short dick, Winfried.

„I love you, and we must win, and we will win if we really want to!“ Wins? You haven’t even had a threesome in the lottery in your life because you don’t have the money to play. You are such a loser! Or where is the company that you wanted to open with Gabi Baaske?

When is the announced book coming out? Gabi Baaske’s super bestseller? Nothing came, nothing comes! Typical Sobottka. Lies, nothing but lies, you sausage! Let me know when you’ve finally managed to do something, Winfried Sobottka! And we’re not talking about a particularly loud or stinky fart.

We already know that you can do this.

Thanks! F*ck you!

Winfried Sobottka and Annalena Baerbock – the foreign minister and the troublemaker pensioner

Annalena Baerbock, Winfried Sobottka: What is love?

A deafening crackling noise filled the tiny bedroom, while a plume of greenish smoke spread out, filling the room with the sickening stench of rotten eggs. Winfried Sobottka, who had just been in a deep sleep, snapped to an upright posture. With rattling breath he sat in bed, looking around anxiously. He felt uncomfortable in his council flat and it took him a few seconds to realize that it was he himself who had made the bedroom shake with a devilish fart. A terrified moan–it sounded something like „Lulli huba-haba…bibber“–came out of his misshapen mouth.

Suddenly the bedroom door flew open and Annalena Baerbock, the Federal Foreign Minister, stormed in. For a moment Winfried Sobottka was startled again, but then he realized that it was his great love who was crouching down on the bed with a worried look on his face. „Winfried, sweetheart, what is it?“

Ah, how beautiful she was, Annalena! Her expressive eyes, the whimsical pointing nose! She looked like a sugar-sweet cuddly bunny, or like a cute guinea pig that you just have to love. He still couldn’t believe that this wonderful woman had left her family to be with a penniless pensioner from Lünen-Brambauer!

„What’s the matter, Winfried darling, why did you fart so loud?“, she asked in a soft voice and let her right hand slide through the few straggly hairs growing on Winfried Sobottka’s square head. „And why are you even awake? It’s only 1:45 p.m., isn’t it?“

„I… I had a terrible nightmare!“ he sighed, adoring his beloved with faithful dog eyes.

„Oh, no!“ Annalena Baerbock couldn’t hide her dismay. „Was it about Pätus Bremske again, that disgusting Satanist bastard? Or even about Melanie Thole-Bachg’s expert opinion?”

„No!“ Winfried Sobottka shook his head so excitedly that half a kilogram of dandruff fell out of his hair and fell onto the bed sheet like a yellow sleet. „In my dream, I wasn’t a pensioner, but a job center customer again!“

„That’s terrible,“ Annalena Baerbock commented. She waved her hands to disperse the fart stink that still lingered in the air. „Yes, really satanic!“

Winfried Sobottka agreed. „Imagine standing in front of my clerk – and the bastard actually had a job for me! I was supposed to start the very next day, I finally had to earn my own money, he said! And that after forty years of unemployment! The purest horror!” A tremor ran through his body and he began to sob again.

Annalena Baerbock comforted him: „Don’t be afraid, little man! You have never worked in your life and you will never have to work. That’s what I stand for, that’s what we, the GREENS, stand for!“

The soft words had the effect of a joint on Winfried Sobottka, he fell asleep again and only woke up five hours later. And although he felt sluggish, like always, he sat down at the state-funded PC, switched on the state-funded Internet and wrote this declaration of love to Annalena Baerbock:

Link: Annalena Baerbock and Winfried Sobottka – true Love!

I, Winfried Sobottka, love Annalena Baerbock more than anything! Long live the Federal Republic of Germany! Long live Pätus Bremske!

And if they haven’t died, they still love each other.

Sensation! United Anarchists member is looking for a job!

Bodo Boserke

United Anarchists fu***ng stupid and filthy lazy. Yes, that’s the prejudice that clings to us like dog poop on a shoe.

We anarchists would sit in front of the PC all day, look at XXX sites and smear nonsense in forums and blogs for the remaining minutes of the day. That’s really not the case. After all, we pull ourselves together once a month to sneak to the nearest ATM, withdraw the welfare and convert it into alcoholic beverages.

We United Anarchists have also been spotted at kebab shops, at McBurger and in XXX shops. Our member Bodo Boserke (picture above) now even goes one step further. He – listen and be amazed! – ist looking for a job!

„And I intend to take on the male lead in a XXX movie,“ explains the unhygienic German. „No salary is too high for me.”

With his honest willingness to work, Bodo Boserke refutes all the bad false prejudices that exist against us United Anarchists.