Goodmorning: Five

– Believe me you, Mom, that’s a game bird, as we have each other’s hard, before we get rid of him. But it does not, it, he will be working for the food, and should not he come to me when, not. Yes, behold, you never believe what I say, but you’ll see, you’ll see! And then regret you feel when it’s too late! How was it not with old Rundqvisten! He was also so tender in the mouth, but in the back, he was softer still, and so we had to muddle off with him, and now we get to have him for life. That kind of pretend that ä around the mouth, is just great in porridge. Believe you me!

– Yes, behold, Tim, you’re like your father, never believe people of good and ask for the impossible then! Rundqvisten is no sjökarl, but up there from the country too, but he can be as much as others can not, and sjökarlar we shall never again, for they go to the navy and customs and pilot plant, so here are just country people. Yes, you see, you have to take what you get.