Hans

I'm new. Everyone. I'm new. Hi.

Contact lenses. Are you a morning person?

BWV 1052 - Bach

This is the second time I got called dude. Ever. Be proud. Also, it's common knowledge that anyone who chooses to be a math teacher (i.e. make maths a part of your life without being forced to) is ... Never mind. I don't swear.

Not yet. Crap title though. Is everything taken care of?

Hmm. I suppose it would be interesting to see the neck bit fit between two slices of bread.

Someone is copying someone.

I know. I've never been much for poultry in general.

Pssst. It's the maths that are stupid. If someone asks you didn't get it from me.

And turkey?

Stale bread, maybe.

I've never been sure if I liked ducks or not.

Trucker. Do you like to be alone?

Very well then. Could someone tell me some more about this whole Paramore thing?

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day Unknown quotients you must be using potions, how else could you tie my head to the sky

Kanske Är Jag Kär I Dig - Jens Lekman

No Cars Go - Arcade Fire I've got the ch..ch..charisma, got the sleight of hand

Blerwytirhwng? - Super Furry Animals

Jag inte heller, egentligen. Jag förstår det för jag har hittat en översättning på nätet. Men sshh, berätta det inte för nån. När du vet vad det betyder är det ganska lätt.

I want.

Lat tárini falla, har ið tú gongur. Tak sorgina við tær, til hon ikki er longur. Hvønn tann einasta niðurtúr lær teg at virða. Vísdómur er ein tung byrða.

There is no bad kind, is there.

Wilco

I HOPE THAT OUR FEW REMAINING FRIENDS GIVE UP ON TRYING TO SAVE US I HOPE WE COME OUT WITH A FAIL-SAFE PLOT TO PISS OFF THE DUMB FEW THAT FORGAVE US I HOPE THE FENCES WE MENDED FALL DOWN BENEATH THEIR OWN WEIGHT AND I HOPE WE HANG ON PAST THE LAST EXIT I HOPE IT'S ALREADY TOO LATE AND I HOPE THE JUNKYARD A FEW BLOCKS FROM HERE SOMEDAY BURNS DOWN AND I HOPE THE RISING BLACK SMOKE CARRIES ME FAR AWAY AND I NEVER COME BACK TO THIS TOWN AGAIN IN MY LIFE, I HOPE I LIE AND TELL EVERYONE YOU WERE A GOOD WIFE AND I HOPE YOU DIE I HOPE WE BOTH DIE I HOPE I CUT MYSELF SHAVING TOMORROW I HOPE IT BLEEDS ALL DAY LONG OUR FRIENDS SAY IT'S DARKEST BEFORE THE SUN RISES WE'RE PRETTY SURE THEY'RE ALL WRONG I HOPE IT STAYS DARK FOREVER I HOPE THE WORST ISN'T OVER AND I HOPE YOU BLINK BEFORE I DO AND I HOPE I NEVER GET SOBER AND I HOPE WHEN YOU THINK OF ME YEARS DOWN THE LINE YOU CAN'T FIND ONE GOOD THING TO SAY AND I'D HOPE THAT IF I FOUND THE STRENGTH TO WALK OUT YOU'D STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY I AM DROWNING THERE IS NO SIGN OF LAND YOU ARE COMING DOWN WITH ME HAND IN UNLOVABLE HAND AND I HOPE YOU DIE I HOPE WE BOTH DIE Lalala. La.

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