It's time for us Sweds to show our true color..

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Ëëk Ï müst püll mÿsëlf äwåy fröm hërë...götta sëë tö mÿ hörses...änd dïg pötätœs...XD

[Nyanna al'Meara]

LLÄÄÄMÅÅÅ!

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Cäñ't rësïst...önë mœr...

[Nyanna al'Meara]

SPÄM

[Nyanna al'Meara]

spåm

[Darthe]

 

Baalzamon gets mentioned twice and I get nothing

[Netbattler11]

Blood and ashes, nya, you took up almost two whole pages just doing that!

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Därthë :bäälzämön:

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Wööps ï mïxëd üp tëh ëdït änd qüøte büttöns ägäïñ... *hëäddësk*

 

Whåt ï mëänt tø såy:

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Blood and ashes, nya, you took up almost two whole pages just doing that!

Änd Ï wöüld dø mörë ïf Ï wäsnt ön hörsëbäck rïght nøw! Ïts sö pürtÿ äñd åddïctïvë, Måwfïëld!

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Änd, ümmm, ÿëåh...thrëäd hïjåçk müchly. >•>

...øøøøpsëh? :P

[Turin Turambar]

Türïn Türåmbär.....ÖMG!

 

...Tütü

 

:laugh:

 

Is that OMG because it pretty much looks right

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Yësh :P

 

ÖMG...öh mÿ gød

[Ithillian Turambar]

Bahahahahahahaaaaaa

 

I can't do pretty letters

 

 

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Hmmm yöü shøüld bë...bët yøür phönë ïs bëttër n mïne...ï häz twø këybøärds tö chøøse fröm, thïs ïs ön tëh åndrøïd önë...>.>

[Ithillian Turambar]

Nope. I cannot type in swedish even if I change the input language to swedish.

 

Silly Blueberry Phone.

[Nyanna al'Meara]

Hëh. *pätpäts* Thërë thëre. :P

[Ithillian Turambar]

I have the answer to the question in the Thread btw.

 

 

This is a swede. It tastes like a turnip. Its true colour is pinky beige.

[Nyanna al'Meara]

>.>

 

*måkës swëdë søüp*

 

[Ithillian Turambar]

*gips*

 

I do not like turnips, parsnips or swedes.

 

 

 

 

*An explanation of gipping can be given upon request.

[Nyanna al'Meara]

(löl nïëthër dø Ï) mäybë Påndäs lïkë 'ëm? Swëdë brøwnïës hmmm...

 

Ï knøw yöü wånt më tø åsk. Whät ïs gïpping!?

[Ithillian Turambar]

Very well. Let me tell you a tale of a sleeping man. Lying out in the park and dozing away in the sunshine

 

As he lay there, on his back, his mouth fell open. This would not have been a problem had a bird not been flying overhead.

 

The bird pood

 

The poo fell

 

Right into the man's mouth.

 

Who woke up and realised what had happened.

 

And tried to spit it out.

 

And he didn't even have any water or anything

 

So had to find a shop, still with a mouth tasting of bird poo

 

And the thing you are possibly doing, or did during that story, where you wretch like the poo landed in your own mouth, is called gipping.

 

[Ithillian Turambar]

True story btw.

[Nyanna al'Meara]

O.O

[Ithillian Turambar]

It went right down his throat.

 

*nods*