Last night, the one of the first to the second of February 2012, you, Flemish treasure hunters, were sleeping nice and cosy by your spouses.
Me, heroic Jet, by MINUS 15 degrees in the Ardennes near the German border, was for the second time and without you being aware, on the secret place of your clandestine excavations.
How did I discover the place ?
You'll laugh ... The BEACON stuck under the car of the pharmacist. Yes, the one happily tagged on the night you had set up an ambush for me ....
Belgians are known, as the Swiss, to know how to save. Be happy ! Thanks to me you save the effort of returning to YOUR site of search.
Guess why .........
Ps: look for the beacon ...
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