(Skrivet strax efter klockan 23, torsdagen den 10 juni 2010.)
Can not a nation trying to rise from fire and flames expect at least the smallest amount of decency from one single man?
I asked myself: Is there no common sense?
I asked myself: Is there no extra fence?
I asked the Manager: The dancer didn´t smile, now can I get my money back?
I told Lolo Turner: That was not me, that was my evil twin brother. Now, can you please forgive me?
I told Daisy and Doody and Dandy: I don´t want to share room with you. How about me having this bed and the three of you sleep on that couch?
(Av Dennis Renfors)
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