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| 2002-03-09 22:51 |
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Scoop!
Rumour has it, that this picture was taken when Sixten was found in bed
with a hamburger(!). The photographer was unfortunately discovered, and
thus Sixten was able to disguise his criminal eyes.
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| 2002-03-10 08:20 |
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Sixten once again shows his lack of character, and is found
using a shoeblock to try to contact his taleban allies. Not a success. |
| 2002-03-10 08:21 |
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Sixten is approached with the evidence clearly laid out, but
denies involvement, and blames the capitalist pigs in City Hall of Ängelholm.
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| 2002-03-10 08:30 |
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- But just like his mate Yassir he was put in house arrest. |
| 2002-03-10 a:m |
Sixten is allowed another walk (2:nd of the day) and
uses his time effectively, finishing off approximately 1 wooden stick
every two minutes. He spends his time quite wisely and takes his 2:nd
crap of the day, and releases his bladder a few more times. Not because
he has to, but because he wants to. No photo evidence of this though.
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| 2002-03-10 a:m |
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A sandwich whas produced to satisfy the most basic needs of
Sixtens' temporary master. A diversion was initiated by the window (talkative
neighbours), and when looking back att the sandwich he found that the nine
slices of sausage was reduced to four. Sixten was found in the vicinity,
but denies and wants the rest of the spoiled sandwich. |
| 2002-03-11 |
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Sixten joins his temporary master at work, where he is mostly
detained to spare the girls. |
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| 2002-03-11 |
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But despite his captivity he managed to assault a computer
consultant during billing hours, and thus is forced to stay in the corner
under the desk until end of the day. |
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| 2002-03-11 |
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Right after work sixten makes a run for it, but is caught
up by the railway tracks. He tries to jump the train but misses by roughly
150 metres. |
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| 2002-03-11 |
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Although catured and in some form of control, Sixten does
manage to stick his nose in anything that would any normal person hive. |
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| 2002-03-12 |
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New day, same problem: - No toilet paper and newspaper
when you need it. |
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| 2002-03-12 |
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Same day, same hour, same problem. And no recycle-bin for
dogshit. |
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| 2002-03-12 |
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Same day, new problem. In order to aquire a drivers license
for bus, lesson one is to find the proper door. Nice try Sigge. |
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| 2002-03-12 |
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After a nice meal consisting of Brännborns grilled chicken,
Sixten was in a rather passive state. |
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2002-03-13 |
| Those Marlboro Lights aren't bad... |
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THURSDAY
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Sixten is quite aware of his position within the food-chain.
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Sixten considers anything as HIS software. Tried
explaining that the term soft-ware has nothing to do with his relatives,
but his attention level was at a normal indifferent state.
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Eeeey, lunch..
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Dammit my back...
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Why is dinner behind bars...
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Even more food!!
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That smell... Familiar... Bones!!! |
Their liver should be tasty... |
Shut up you guys, I dont look anything like you, and I am willing to fight
you about it!! |
Man, these guys like the same food as me. Tins. |
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The one on the right is firmer, but on the other hand the
other one has better looks... DAMN these hormones! - I'd better go home
and get busy with the pillow in Mathias's couch. |
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Fredag
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Sixten says goodbye to his neighbours this week passed.
He still thinks they are giant long-nosed dogs.
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