Remember in school, there was always a kid willing to pick up a turd, lick a live toad on the back or set fire to ants with a magnifying glass? Somewhere in the middle of Jutland these guys are grown up and get together wednesdays and saturdays and enjoy themselves. These days they set fire to old engineblocks made of magnesium and the bike with a playing card in its wheel is now discarded in favour of a volkswagen with about the same sound. Remember how you knew you ought to go home for supper, but you just couldn´t because you never knew what would happen next? Well saturday I was politely invited to "John Doe´s" house for hot dogs. I should have stayed a bit longer...
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