Fucking Swedes

Fuck you Sweden and your Swede people!

What, you think that because you used to control Norway that you can create this forum in Swedish FORCING me to have to use the built-in translate feature on my browser?

Damn you, Ikea, Volvo and Meatballs ALL TO HELL!!!

HAHAHAHA, LOGGAR IN ? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN!!!?

I will try to change this.

I thought the text just appeared as Swedish to us living in Sweden. Apparently, I am wrong.

I cry myself to sleep over walnuts.

Was only kidding BTW, and don't actually mind but guess it could alienate non Swedish players if they're new to the game.

Seems to be sorted in.

Loggar in = Logging in.

Not that difficult, is it?

Vansinne wrote:Seems to be sorted in.

Loggar in = Logging in.

Not that difficult, is it?

The fact that I was logged in, and pulling a smiley face suggests you are irony immune.

Why? Just because you managed to log in doesn't mean you understood what it meant.

Vansinne wrote:Why? Just because you managed to log in doesn't mean you understood what it meant.

Hahahaaha, I wasn't screaming and bashing at the keyboard until it happened by accident... honestly I wasn't!

Found one good thing, The Hives are surprisingly swedish, I always assumed they were British...

swedes

they are the other

i grew up with them

a lone

brown kid

amongst

all blonde and blue-eyed

in a small town

with a white church

in the middle

like

in an astrid lindgren novel

everyone wanted their kids

to play

with me

i was the school mascot

until

i malfunctioned

the clown of the class

really

they all hated me

they did not see me

as the unique

snowflake

i am

it was pelle

gustav

peter

johan

and the brown kid

lisa

ida

victoria

linda

and the brown kid

i was the alibi

the evidence

that their community

was thriving

and tolerant

and accepted

even a poor

brown kid

from farawayistan

they all reminded me

them adults

that i would have grown up

in a warzone

had it not been

had it not been

for the generosity of my parents

for the generosity of sweden

it all

went through my ears

leaving no traces consciously

only subconsciously

i was the other

now the other am i

and it is me

and it is you

i see you

looking inside

from the outside

how does it feel

being the ones

that are watched?