I read an interesting thing today. You can call it a myth or an urban legend. Starring our favourite musician and drunk Ulf Lundell. According to the story Ulf were sitting in the back of a bus drunk as fuck, broken and probably singing to himself. Everyone on the bus keeps looking at him like some kind of zoo-animal.
After a while he looks back at them and says (with a drunken, dark voice known in swedish as "whiskeyröst")
"In the past two years i've released two books of poetry, three short stories, four albums and painted sixteen paintings. What the fuck have you been doing?"
Talk about being innovative eh?
C
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