Danvør with very soft hands med ekstra truckstop

I like purple socks...I like small dogs...I love to sing, but does it sound good? No!Enjoy singing under the shower...The shower has to be hot hot hot...Have the tendency to get angry at myself...Brushing my teeths is a hobby I enjoy, at least twice a day...Everyday is a bad hair day...Sweet and kind...Some times very lazy...I'm a shoe addict, but dislike stilettos...I freeze very often, however my skin is hot...Kermit the Frog and Fozzie the Bear are my friends...Diabetic since the age of 6...Some times I have quite a temper...Love to play unfair soccer games...Humour, that not everyone understands...Some friends call me a junkie.. But I know it's out of love!Vaseline, Kløver to your lips...I always meet the stupid guys...I love my purple pyjamas pants...Most of my friends have blond hair...If I never get a child and it is a boy, his name will be Bertil...C-c-c-c-c'mon now D-d-d-danvør, it has come to pass that it now is your turn, to follow the king. Okay Le King Christoffer, I will follow you for a little while...That dear boy, made entirely out of rocks and marshmellows. Check This Out!: Made out of rocks and marshmellows.. Wonder how he looks.. Do you have a picture? It happens to often that I can't get going, and just settle for what is, this is not good. Yeah, sometimes you just can't get going.. I know the feeling.. However, it got to stop compadre! But none of us are here to stay,so who gives a shit anyhow? Well, maybe those who knows the secret path to the fontain with clear water that brings you a life that's eternal.. Eternal life, how boring! ? I am terrified of snakes, butt, butt, I adore Rabbits. I get all mooshy mooshy mooshy gooey inside, and my heart melts in to a undentifiable blurb, whenever a cute little bunnyWabbit is near. I don't really don't know why.. Am I a sju-bi-du-bi mand? I think not. Snakes, snakes.. Some snakes are so beatiful, so I just want to hold one.. May be I will suffocated, but I'm gonna die somehow.. Rabbits, yeah they are sweet and soft.. When I was younger I wanted one, but I got birds instead.. Which colour rabbit do you prefer? ... I believe that the television is poison for the soul, and it is going to rott your brains, why is it then; That it is so addictive? I hate t.v., well in general, there are programs to be watched, with no sour conscience. Well, I have my shows on TV that I love.. Maybe you don't, but I do.. However, I can go through a day or more, without television.. Sooo.. But one thing I really hate, is the commercials.. How much more stupid can they get? I like my bananas green. Right on! Bananas are best when they are green! I like my paper white, and my milk black. Black milk, I don't know.. Maybe brown... I like my girls pink, and my guys purple. That's the way it's always been.. But wait, some people say that green is the new pink and purple is the new black.. How, I have no idea I like my world red yellow blue and green. 'Cause in a world of this many colours, there will allways be something to see. Yes you are so right.. Without colours there wouldn't been anything interesting to see.. I don't like old people. I don't like young people. I don't like people. Unless off course they are somewhat like me, just a tad like me, that would be enough, Or if they are nice and calm, like a bomb. People like me, is a rare thing, I haven't met anybody yet. But just a sample of me, that should do it. I do like little people though, and I don't mean dwarfs or midgets, they're just like everybody else. I have nothing against old people, but sometime, when they play the "I'm sp fragile and old and can't do anything by myself"-game and later on you see them dancing and smoking and whatever, I get a bit, just a bit irretated! And the youngsters, those who are younger than me, ohh my.. They can piss me of sometimes.. Thinking that they own the public place they are in and can yell as much as they like.. Or think they are so cool cause they smoke.. Puuh.. However, I do like you.. And myself.. We like each other, I know, you know, we know.. We know that I like my insulin and you like your calvin and hobbes... I was raised by Calvin & Hobbes and Rock music. I have lost my Metallica cd's, if you've seen them, please notify me as soon as possible. It's The Black Album, Load, Reload and ...And Justice for all. I miss them so. To be continued... I was raised by Barbie and Wendy, but when I got older, I was rebellious.. They are nothing to me anymore.. But the rock and metal music that I grew up with because of my brothers, I still have a love for! Maybe your albums is together with the fox.. You know which fox I'm talking about! I love to dance, alone or together with people, I don't care, I just wanna svinge med træbenet! In SFO I walked on stilts and stoled plums from the gardens around the SFO.. I hate when it sooo hot in the bus and the busdriver won't let some air in through those things I don't know what to call... The driver don't care, because he has a window and can't feel the heat.. I love going to concerts, I love to walk around and meet people on a festival.. Fx Roskilde Festival.. However, I don't know if I'm going this year.. I hope so! I hate when girls or guys write on walls with their poo poo... So nasty.. Haven't they learnt anything about the conduct of poo poo when they were children... I think that birds are beatiful creatures, but very annoying 4am... I like parties where there's not to many people and not everyone there are a smoker.. I stink after the party and only because people have to smoke.. But then I shouldn't come and I'm aware of the smoking, so it's maybe my own fault.. No not quite.. I like bike when it's sunny and quiet outside.. Johnny Reimar is a very nice man.. He gave me a rose once.. okay I was not the only one, but still.. Sooo Le King Christoffer... Simon says Do ya' thing! About parties, I've always wanted to throw a party, or even better, show up at one as a guest. A party were everything is chaos from the beginning, walls to paint and draw on, a room with drums and guitars bass all kinds of instruments, for you to go nuts on. A stage with lights and different plays, for you to act on. Oh yeah, that's sounds like a fantastic party. Take me with you?! Pretty please! I have been thinking, it's not going to be like a party, but something where I invite you over, mainly because of your skills to paint my walls, when I someday get my own place. I'm looking forward to the day, where I have my own place.. I'm just not looking forward to the cleaning, cooking and all that! But someone has to do it! On with your party; Typewriters all over the house, for you to write on, so you could write a play perhaps. Arriving to the party, walking through the open door, and a guy runs by, yelling HI as he runs upstairs. The host then comes running after him, with a supersoaker or something, and stopping to bid you welcome. "DRINKS ON THE HOUSE!!" Running out into the garden, were a game of whatever is full at hand. I would go NUTS! Supersoakers, when I was younger, I loved all that splashing around, play with water that way.. The summer is coming, we got to buy some supersoakers! Todays parties is all about getting drunk, sitting around a table with friends and their friends and their friends, which freinds comes over to drink with us and perhaps ruin the whole party, that's no fun.. We have to get active, play, be goofy and not just drunk! I'm telling you that would be a party custom made for my childish state of mind. Yes, I totally agree! Why do I think I'm so special, okay, if you know me and read this please tell me, cause I kind of need to know. Am I anything special, and don't give me that crap; OH but we're all special, that's just something you say to people that's no special, to make them feel special. I can take it if I'm not, so tell me the truth please. I've mentioned it before, I need the truth. Truth addict, right here! Sitting down! Waiting to get up and get a beer. But I don't like teeaa! I've mentioned before that I'm fond of singing, and it's still true, just thought you ought to know, in case you've forgotten. As far as rabbits go, I don't prefer any colour or breed, I'm not a racist you know. In the matter of you being special; I will dare to say that I know you and that I know of, you are one of a kind! You have your own opions and don't care what other people thinks, you know almost everything, you are creative, theres is nothing you can't do, so if you are something, it's special.. I don't know a person who can as much as you can. And you are a wonderful person. It's funny to think, that when we were at the school, we never really talked that much together and now! It's awesome.. I love your character, even though I don't know what the hell you are talking about and you are the only one I know you paints differents places and writes stories ect. ect. You say you like to say, you never really sing in front of me.. Maybe a little while a song is playing, but still.. If you like to sing, sing so we all can hear you.. So I can hear downhere on the little boring island! And you know this, I'm probably the least prejudice person that you'll ever meet. And I don't just say it, I know it! I like to shake my head around for minutes at the time, open eyes, or closed and as long as it takes, for the room to spin around, when I sit still. To music, I prefer to do it to music. I'm like a white Beyonce; well except off course, I shake my head. And I'm a man. And I don't really like r and b in particular. But besides that, I'm totally Beyonce. I shout a lot too, I swear my neighbours must think I've lost my mind, but I haven't. I've never had one in the first place. There is a big difference. There was a time where I almost had one, Man that was fucking scary; luckily I succeeded in not gaining one. Oh thank you, thank you so very much! You can deposit your praises and roses at the exit please, thank you. Especially walking around, yelling gibberish and talking to myself, that's what I consider great fun. Great fun, you should try it. No obscenities, they're just going to take over, and dominate the shouting. Obscenities can be fun, it's not that, I love obscenities. It’s just that they take up so much space... I will be back.. I got so tired suddenly.. Maybe I should go and look if I have clean clothes to bring to Copenhagen!? Okay I'm back from Copenhagen, been that in a while now, but I haven't really been in mood for writing, but I am now, a bit.. But I won't continue on yours.. Like you know, sometimes I can be a little lazy.. Aren't we all that? However, I telling you Sir Christoffer.. The weather these days, it's pouring rain and I love it.. You should have been here, so we could play soccer or your new invented game.. It's so muddy that we would fall all the time, but that's the way we like it.. We got a new ice-shop in town.. With Italian ice.. So come to the island for ice and for the Klint! We got that Geocenter, where the queen came with her dashing husband.. I wasn't there, I were at work.. But it's okay, I saw them both when I was 5-6 years old.. Next time, Le King Christoffer, I think that we should play tourist again, but with Jane also.. When doesn't she work? I love to play a tourist.. Go to museums, walk the Rundetårn and the Kanalrundfart.. Loving it! Well, it was not much, I have somewhere else to be right now.. I'm a bit late, but it's okay! Take care everyone! Oh what a week it was.. Roskilde Festival.. Le Christof, it was something for you... All that mud and rain.. Think of all the games we could had played, in the rain, in the mud, in the mud-lakes! We were wet and dirty already, so it would had been so much fun.. I hope that the mud will come back.. I love the rain, I do.. I love to sit inside, look out the window and just stare at the rain.. I also love to sit in a car when it's raining, I'm not the driver, I'm just a passenger, but just sit there and smile to all of them walking or on a bike.. Thinking "I'm glad that's not me!"... But I like to be out in the rain, no doubt about it, I just hate when the rainclothes you are wearing does not protect against being wet! Then I get mad.. I been out and spend money on rainclothes, so I can be outside in the rain without getting wet.. But no.. We all are soaking wet! Thank you very much! I remember a day were I was writing further on, on something a dear friend started on, but I don't know where it is.. It's gone missing on my computer.. Wasted milk I say, but you know what people say about the milk, yes you know! I know you know it... Just look inside you and you will discover at you know it, maybe you just forgot it.. That happens sometimes.. No biggie or what people say! Well, on my street, the street were I live, live in a house, live in a red house, a red house maked of bricks, bricks in my native speak calls mursten (mur-sten), translated directly it is wallstone or wallstones.. It makes sense. Well, the new gossip around here is that we have something no no in the neighborhood.. Something for the men, maybe theres is something for the women also, but I don't know.. But it's a place for men to relaxe with a stranger to a woman.. Blink blink! In our boring neighborhood, were the men are competing about who has the prettiest flowers in their gardens!Sometimes, I really hate things like a computer.. Today, my computer just went down.. Couldn't turn it on again.. Ooh I got so angry! Especialy when I was doing soemthing very important at the moment it went down.. Why is that? Every time you are doing stuff on your computer, it shuts down?? I'm just asking.. Okay weiter-on.. I'm going back to the beginning... I love my pyjama trousers.. If it were up to me, I would walk in them all day long, even in town while shopping for dinner.. I just got a haircut.. My hair was starting to look like a mullet.. Not as bad as a real mullet, but close.. And we can't have that..I like to read gossip magazines, just so I can show the white of my eyes.. Ohh that sentence sounds better in Danish, believe me! But yeah, I love to read gossip and think "are they really sure bla bla bla".. A famous someone can't show up at a restaurant with someone of the opposite gender, without they are having a loveaffair.. Can't they be siblings or just best friends since kindergarten? And some of the gossip is just plain fun... Some hilarious! I can't help it, but it is.. I like to go for a walk and suddenly out of the blue a girl appears and the thing about this girl is that she dosen't look like all the other girls, because, here where I live, many girls are dressed in the same clothes.. Maybe not the same colour, but the same outfit.. Hurraa for being a individual..