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Andra dan såm ja kan kalla den sööta lilla ponnyn fö min, så flyger han helt kallt på mej... tudiduu! Men åm nån e intresserad åm viken skostorlek Stormis har, så e d bara ti sii på mitt ben.. x) Lixom, NO respekt.. D kommer ti bli en intressant sommar... Hehhe..elä hur, Sandra? xD
Men skitfina steg har den lilla valacken.. Just nu tackar ja högre makter att han inga e hingst mera, å att han inga hadd skor, då sku ja va utan ben.. Men som sagt, va kan man kreva av en triåring såm inga ha tränats... No blir han häst en, håppas bara han inga hinner ta live av mj först.. =P

Rakastan pientä hevostani... Sanotaan han sitä että ensimmäinen oma hevonen on kultaa kalliimpaa..

<3 Stormvarningen <3

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind was bent on rambling to Boston I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind
When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill

It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair
When Boston's sons and daughters and friends assembled there
The young, the old, the brave, and the bold
Came their duty to fulfill
At the parish church on Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill

I went to see old friends there, to see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray
I met the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever still
See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
She's as white as any lily, and as gentle as a dove
She threw her arm around me saying, "Andy I love you still"
Oh, she's one miss Bazo Bailey, the pride of Fairmount Hill

I dreamt I'd fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal
Against an angry jealous foe by the name of Danny Gill
The clock it rang in the morning, it rang both loud and shrill
When I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill

I´m just...aaaaaaaaw...<3

Voi Vode!

Se vitun auto jätti mut tienreunaan seisomaan keskellä mettää kaatosateessa kello neljän aikaa sunnuntai-aamulla... Ain´t life grand?
Tosi kivaa hinata AUTOMAATTIA... Murr!
Ja sitten enkeli-isäni tuli, ja starttas sen ruuvimeisselillä... Let´s face it, dudes...we suck.

Vitun Volvo...

WIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!! x)




Muuten kaikki on kyll päin persettä.. Harvinaisen pajlon.. Voi Vode!!

nu e d näära sluute då... trodd no alder i början att denhä tiidn sku kåma...=) e hos pekka korpi i vihti, heelt kiva paikka noo, men sjuuklit ånga daar.. typ 7 ti halv 6... nå, sen ijen år man jobba me hästar som classico merett, kurama tengu, arctit hope, bwt dynamite å en hel kasa till..=) somehov i might survive.. bor i nummela, liite anssi kela fiilis..=)

"Olit jo poissa mielestäin, kun kadulla sut tänään näin..."

-Anssi Kela, Laulu petetyille-


Att såå kan d gåå joo..

Mhhhhh... ögonoperation på <3-dagen... oh, wasn´t that a hole lot of fun? no, no really no..
HÄRRIGUUD VIKEN SMÄRTA!!! hooga! never gonna do that again.. sheesh!
Flashtop-bändi i West idaa.. borda kanske fara å lyssna...

på tal om <3-dagen.. "that valentine´s shit to you.." Oh aint that just so romantic? honey!
(=

R.I.P
Sune

Shame on U if U fool me once,
Shame on me if U fool me twice... BASTARD!!

Mmmmm.. Faneden, Norris å halln på löörda.. Springsteen cover "Bruce Allmighty" spela,
muchos braa, joo.. 'I come from down in the valley, where mister, when U´r young, they bring U up to do, like your daddy done..' =)
Halln, sama gamla vanliga.. DUDES!

Slutarbetspresentation in das morgen, HYI!! Panik, panik, PANIIIK!!
Fast no går d vel bra.. =)

HYYYYI!! silmäleikkaus + ystävänpäivä... MÖPP!! Vill int!! D va annars perfekt da igår... aaaaaawww.. =)