Ég er frelsuð... loksins kom að mér. Ég hef nú fundið ritningu sem uppfyllir allar mínar trúarþarfir og hún hljóðar svo:

"...Obadiah, his servants. There shall, in that time, be rumours of things going astray, erm, and there shall be a great confusion as to where things really are, and nobody will really know where lieth those little things wi-- with the sort of raffia work base that has an attachment. At this time, a friend shall lose his friend's hammer and the young shall not know where lieth the things possessed by their fathers that their fathers put there only just the night before, about eight o'clock. Yea, it is written in the book of Cyril that, in that time, shall the third one... (Monty Python, The Life of Brian)


Þetta er svo samhljóma mínu daglega lífi að ég er alveg gáttuð, þarf að reyna að komast yfir þessa bók ;)

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