Exited school..
Bad day, the bycicle repairman told me my bike is dead.. S**t…
So, called a friend, asking her to find out the bike auction times at the police…
I hear some footsteps behind me.. continue walking.. and talking on the phone..
Suddenly a young man popps up beside me, and
“asdrdfkj d.jrdögoed dfgjygu dndgeorgi d flöeiytorö djvöbd”
“Anteeksi en puhuu suomea”, then to the phone “One sec, there’s somebody saying something” but the lady does not hear, continues talking
“seferf egd bd rtgr g der te rt rg fgdf4e5ted”
“En puhuu suomea, puhutko Englanti?” to the phone, “One sec please” Phone: “bla blablabla..”
“Did you drop 20 euros?”
“Ha?” to the phone: “HOLD!” Silence
“did you drop 20 euros?”
Check my back pocket, there 10 instead of 30… Holy S**t!
“Yes thanks a lot, thanx!!!!!”
Me to the phone:
“Ohhaaaaaaa ohaaaaa ohhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa”
Sometimes I get to love thee!
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