Alfabetan

Min säng har fått frispel och våldför sig på min rygg nattetid! Detta kan jag inte acceptera så det enda rätta är att kasta ut fanstyget och ersätta den med en sprillans ny! Skit ska ha skit helt enkelt...
Den har visserligen hängt med ett tag och risken för att den är sönderknullad är överhängande men det tänker inte jag lida för... Jag är människa - jag har drifter!

Pratade med en kompis som jobbar i Sollentuna, han sa att det snöar där! Helvetes jävla skit! Precis som att Sverige behövde mer snö nu?!
En klen tröst är iallfall att det är LOST ikväll! =)

                                                                            

Ont i magen! Menshelvetet är väl på gång... Gillar inte alls detta lidande! *svettas skakar kvider* Apoteket efter jobbet och handla smärtbefriande piller!
Bara 50 min kvar på arbetsdagen, ljuvligt!

They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.

They marched him to the station house,
he waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
he knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be.

He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Just where he'd been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
he spent his final night of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms is where he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.

Over the hills and,
over the hills and,
over the hills and far away.

Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms is where she'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms is where he'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms is where she'll be.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

Såhär ska det se ut! Nice...