It was a beautiful Norwegian summer. The sun was out, the rain had stopped and the midges was not out (yet).

I was around 8 or 9 and only wearing a pair of shorts feeling the sun kiss my shockingly white skin, while I carried our cat outside. She was laying over my shoulder. She purred and purred. It was bliss.

Then my mother pulled the cord and fired up the lawn mover. The cat used me as a ramp as it took off and ran inside to hide under the couch.

As a man in my 40s, I have both physical and psychological scars from that day.

I had a friend who hated tomatoes. I’ve served him tomato soup several times without him knowing what it is, and he fucking loved it!

And he used (poured) ketchup on everything

It is very a arctic way of speaking/writing. “Isfrie havner” (ice free ports) is a norwegian way of saying “warm water port”

And you have a hitbox that is quite a bit larger than normal, and various health style related illnesses dependent on the free flow of medicine

Psycho killer, qu’est-ce que c’est?

Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

Of course. I would look like a fucking monkey if I didn’t

You don’t shave every day?

His mother was a hamster

The missing factor is perhaps free money given to you by your parents?

That’s a good idea! Thanks 😀

I did it because I missed the “old internet” from the early and middle 00s. Now everything is just SEO-orgies, and locked behind paywalls

I just started a personal blog as my small contribution to combat Dead Internet Theory. I’m not going to link it here because I don’t want to doxx myself

We’ll take Scotland and the oil platforms. Anything south of Scotland is not worth the hassle

Oil of them!

Reminds me of the first days of BankID here in Norway. To get my new BankID to work with my current bank, I had to log in with, you guessed it, a BankID allready configured to my bank. Took a few weeks talking to the bank, showing up in person and queueing with others with the same problem before the bank realized they’ve made a mistake somewhere

Same happened when the code thingy the bank sent me ran out of batteries. I went to the bank and asked for a new one. Not possible, they said. I had to contact the main branch, and they would send me new one. It would only take one week or so. I had to pay a bill that day, and asked if I could open it to replace the batteries since there was visible screw with ordinary heads. They said that was illegal and hacking, and that I must replace it. On my way home I opened it, and bought the exact same batteries from a shop, and replaced them. Worked perfectly!

Then take both pills: 6 years old and a millionarie

They never work for me 😢

Rest of the world: meters, cm, mm

The US: gerbil teeth, lark tongues in aspic, toenail clippings on fire

I love doing art for just for the sake of it

Fucking swedish bastards

Regards, Norway