There I was walking home, in a pretty good mood, when suddenly and out of nowhere (actually out of a yellow car) a fucking egg comes flying inches away from me, AGAIN, and hit the wall of the house I was passing by.
I will have to find a new way home now, this was the same short street as the last time this happened, actually EGGsactly one week ago.
If they do it again I am gonna hunt them down and cut the tires on their car.
In Iceland when you see a yellow car you are supposed to hit the person next to you in the shoulder and say GULUR BÍLL.
Here when you see a yellow car you get eggs thrown at you, KURVA! (as they say in Poland)
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Bíddu hvað er að fólki?
Er eggjakast einhver tíska þarna úti?
knús:*
Hverslags d****s skíthausar eru þetta, vita þessir hálvitar ekki að þú ert litli bróðir minn!?
'Eg ska skvetta vögu minni, þvögu minni um hálsinn á þeim ef þeir láta þig ekki í fryði!
þér er boðið í afmælið mitt á laugardaginn mæting svona uppúr níu, ekkert mega partý reyna hafa það frekar tjillað, hlakka til að sjá þig
SAKN...
fardu varlega krútti....fólk er svo skrítid.. í gaer var Askansdag hér bara svo thú vitir love
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