Þat mælti mín móðir at mér skyldi kaupa fley ok fagrar árar fara á brott með víkingum. Standa upp í stafni, stýra dýrum knerri; halda svá til hafnar, höggva mann ok annan. .............................................................. Thus spake my mother that for me should they buy a barque and beauteous oars to go forth with vikings. Stand in the stern, steer a dear vessel; hold course for a haven, hew down a man or another.
yay amsterdam. not even 3hours here, already smoked a joint. lol. waiting for mijeli to finally arrive. im alllll alone hahaha, the beds are really comfy and ppl are nice also i think i will go lie down now. i feel dizzy
You must have seen a different Amsterdam than me. Because the people there were usually NOT friendly. Grumpy is a more accurate term. That, and stressing the hell out of us with their stupid bikes. THERE WAS SPACE ENOUGH LEFT AND RIGHT SO STOP RINGING YOUR DUMB BELLS.
You must have seen a different Amsterdam than me. Because the people there were usually NOT friendly. Grumpy is a more accurate term. That, and stressing the hell out of us with their stupid bikes. THERE WAS SPACE ENOUGH LEFT AND RIGHT SO STOP RINGING YOUR DUMB BELLS.