Allow Me To Translate
Forgive me, my Danfinnwedish is a little rusty, but here goes: Ya takes yer grandmum’s walker and tack a jet engine on there and it bursts into flames now and then but what the hell, that’s just a cozy fire out here, and you grab hold of that thing while one friend holds a camera and another holds your vodka and you get shot over that lake at warp factor eleventy until the ice gives out. The End.
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Well – um…yeah – I guess that was an accurate translation – I think – maybe.
My apologies; I ran out of umlauts yesterday and I’m snowed in.
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Here are some extra umlauts for you. These might come in handy, too: øøøøøøøøøø.
Yer got any agg-sont a-gews on yer?
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