Senaste inläggen
(Det här var en vanlig rolig historia men jag klädde på den lite=D)
Liten pjäs i ett angeläget ämne
I en liten stad som ska förbli namnlös,
var det många som kände varandra men titulerade
folk som innan du-reformen.
En dag gick sig högvälborne bankdirektör
Plommonfärs till fiskhandlare Struntman att inhandla sig middagsmat
och om alla är tysta så kan vi höra deras
dividerande över fiskdisken.
- Shh..
(Dörren öppnas-klingeling)
- God dag, Herr fiskhandlare!
- God dag, Herr bankdirektör, vad får det lov att vara?
- Vad kostar gösen idag?
- 200 kronor kilot.
- Då tar jag ett kilo.
- Tack, det blir 250 kronor.
- Men, ni sa ju att den kostade 200 kronor kilot!?
- Ja, men expeditionsavgiften är 50 kronor!
- Nåväl, här är en 500-sedel.
- Tackar! Här är er gös och er växel.
- Vänta nu! Här är bara 200 kronor.
Det saknas 50 kronor!
- Vi har en växlingsavgift på 50 kronor.
- Detta är ju oförskämt, Herr fiskhandlare!
- Ja, det är det, Herr bankdirektör.
Tablå.
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©2012-2015jimbjörklund'
THE CATS ARE RULING THE WEB - RECORDED ONE DRINKING NIGHT
Det var lite ord som kom trillande trullande trallande, låt se:
...men här i scandidumien fanns det en ballad som hette jörgen och dess makt var mer än jörgen kunde hantera...den fladddrade runt fritt medan jörgens tjej fick BARN -Gamechanger- men fladdermakten sög kraft ur halva
eurumpia medan ballad satt å lalla...ballad diktade "tänk om jag hade en ostsmörgås-riktig limpa och lagrad prästost la la la" och 100 000 inlägg dök upp överallt...från albanalienn till kurrina gnälldes det efter limpa som "var förbjuden i den här jävla hinken" ja, hinn var deras namn på alltet...De hade inte läst så mycket. .Men ballad drog på sig en förkylning när han stod på
lekplatsen med en massa morsor med mobiler, en annan kis åsså men mest dödligt uttråkade damer...men det drog....jörgen blev snorig och över hela landet gick en kall tune like scaring evrihopa men balladjörgen snöt sig och sjöng om sopor i beirut och se....tick tack smack ploff... (Chapter 66 from
Tao Te Ching by Lau Tzu Rivers and oceans can be the kings of a hundred valleys Because of their goodness in staying low So they can be the kings of a hundred valleys Thus if sages wish to be over people They must speak humbly to them If they wish to be in front of people They must place themselves behind them Thus the sages are positioned above But the people do not feel burdened They are positioned in front But the people do not feel harmed Thus the world is glad to push them forward without resentment Because they do not contend So the world cannot contend with them.)
märkliga nyhetsrubriker ~ 2014-02-12
"Anna Odell fångade polis på väg till förlossningen"
"Hur har fartkameran påverkat svenska kvinnan"
"Efter 90 år får kvinnorna total översyn"
"Färre inskrivna köper 72 nya hotell"
"Melodifestivalen säger nej till 355 miljoner skelett"
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MIN LÅT - FIVE PAST TWO IN THE AFTERNOON JUNE 26 2015
Im Jim!
I was born 63 without mercy or free icecream
1978 Marley sang Could You Be Loved and it is always winter.
My love was locked down oidipal major...
Lonely could dancer be frozen but im quality so i chose life.
Tic Toc-Suburban kids, as the oilitical rock of the era sang
about, called the kings of the concrete,
it was us.
Tic Toc-
But time passes.
A number of decisions good and bad flies by...
As love...
repeated several dances but im scared to 'fall in love'. I may lose my mind....
its happend you know ... (my eternal excuses Lena!)
So it's over. NO ITS NOT!
Im alive....After all...
Tic Toc-
Im set free but are caged as well..
Tic Toc-
Time i have but no people...
Tic Toc-
Where are you...Hello...
is there anybody out there...?
Tic Toc.
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Jim 2014-10-18
Longing almost for nothing...
hope for almost nothing...
do almost nothing ...
Do not need much...
_____________________________
'Freedom's just another word for' nothing left to lose '
-kris kristofferson--
Saw London 1975 in fifth grade with my mom. Elisabeth R.I.P
Worked industry and retail COOP
And At the royal Swedish Post - started in the 1600s Lost in money ocean after the millenium shift
Id had a possible - booooring -
acareer with good words there...
But i broke into 1000 pieces.
No 10 000 pieces and then some.
It was 1989. Almost all ppl i knew vanished and you
must ask them why.
I dont know and now i dont need that knowladge anymore.
Im a lot.
Im a: Coffee drinker with shoes.
He who opens the window and looks at trees.
Its me that dances mad in pain for a minute when my
toe boinked the table.
Go to Youtube and search ''jim björklund' to hear my music.
You be surprised...
Just being born i calculated the universe at 1,7 sec
but after my first zip from mummys nice
containers it all went out of my mind and to god-he was very
annoyed.
His job that is.
mon nome de guerre - idiotjim - almost gone
jimrsbjorklund is more 2014
Im also he who do music of rather low quality cause i had
to start DO that. (hundereds of vids on youtube, search on
my name...you'd be surprised again)
Did i say that i am he who drinks coffee? Yes i did. Well...
I am able to trancend into blork for you all, but thats
nothing.Its on me.
DETTA ÄR MIN SONG 'INVITED' idiotjims PRAYER
But their singing sugar monsters with their
headphones, smartphones without smart with heapsof cats
with egg calling baby jane.Well sometime its awful,but since
its your problem-to-be, im fine with it.
Just standing in some of the gardens. -
et cetera!
JimB
-- idiotjim is true and the Truth Shall Set us Free --
ENFP Is My Personality Type
Extroverted (44%)
Intuitive (50%) Feeling (50%)
Perceiving (44)%
I've had moderate preference of Extraversion over Introversion (44%)
I've had moderate preference of Intuition over Sensing (50%)
I've had moderate preference of Feeling overthinking (50%)
I had moderate preference of Perceiving over Judging (44%)
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©2014JimBjörklund
THOUGHTS
Men fear thought as they fear
nothing else on earth
more than ruin
more even than death
Thought is subversive and revolutionary
destructive and terrible
thought is merciless to privilege
established institutions
and comfortable habit
Thought looks into the pit of hell
and is not afraid
Thought is great and swift
and free, the light of the world
and the chief glory of man.
- BERTRAND RUSSEL --
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idiotjim is true, and the truth shall set us free