Mr. Richard, a trader, once came up with the idea of having a competition between wine porters.
That prize is for me both the strong Hubert Fier, he showed everyone his herculical arms.
CAFÉ
On the day of the competition, he went to a small pub in the vicinity to drink himself through some glasses of courage.
He trofer some friends, with him Honkenes they drank countless laps on my upcoming victory
A very heavy load had to be carried over a great distance. Hubert took the burden as a feather and went up bravely
But after a while the alcohol started to work. His eyes darkened and he felt fine legs falter.
He made his last attempt to overcome his weakness, but your legs Tieten him in de Stek and Mi Yiel again under his burden
He fled red with shame, booed by the spectators. The people who followed him saw that he fisted Bule against the pub, where he first thought he would be brave.
De sterke Hubert / De kleine Frans (1894 - 1959) by Monogrammist G.J.Rijksmuseum
DE STERKE HUBERT
THE STRONG HUBERT
Mr. Richard, a trader, once came up with the idea of having a competition between wine porters.
That prize is for me both the strong Hubert Fier, he showed everyone his herculical arms.
CAFÉ
On the day of the competition, he went to a small pub in the vicinity to drink himself through some glasses of courage.
He trofer some friends, with him Honkenes they drank countless laps on my upcoming victory
A very heavy load had to be carried over a great distance. Hubert took the burden as a feather and went up bravely
But after a while the alcohol started to work. His eyes darkened and he felt fine legs falter.
He made his last attempt to overcome his weakness, but your legs Tieten him in de Stek and Mi Yiel again under his burden
He fled red with shame, booed by the spectators. The people who followed him saw that he fisted Bule against the pub, where he first thought he would be brave.
