I hate too need to tell you this again, but you have to read this with a touch of wörmlänsk,
We really love eggs and popcorn
and really dont love texas longhorn
they made me pay for bad and expensive food
they did not bye far give me candles or good mood
Ljung had a fabolous party at Lydmar, vodka… [...]
Starkölburkar is infront of me now
I wich instead of being a dj, I was a cow
im lying here all alone and sick
why cant anyone just come here and give fiona a kick
so she can wake up and give me food
bacauce im really not in a mood
tonight we go to vodka-fest
I wonder who’s gonna dricka mest
READ THIS WITH A TÖCH OF WOÖRMLÄNSK , ASWÄLL
Im sitting home with my four sick friends
My poems never make any sence
Fiona is wearing Puttes underwere
and I swere, I can see Puttes old pubishair.
Fiona is making poormansoup,
Turken thinks it smells like puup.
Måns Glaeser is truly a winner
but his mix was bad, you not getting any [...]
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