August Monday, And I Stay In The Bar For Some Mackerel
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Monday, 6th August 2012.
a local photographer calls me up as I’m leaving the office. they’re doing a write-up on us, and he needs some pictures. I tell him to come on over, ask the cooks to prepare whatever he needs and offer him to eat the dishes after he’s done. he shoots his stuff and hurries on without even tasting anything. I stay in the bar for some mackerel while he’s working.
I smoke a cigar on the front porch when I get home. the sky changes, the air becomes colder and then thunder strikes.
Kompani K: Onkel Osvalds Orkester, Spelar Til Dans 
hm. Kan man stole på en fotograf uten næringsvett? Me thinks not!
hahaha, hey starry, ay, han er en mager fyr som ser ut som om han han har fotografert gratis i aaaaaalle år, og som de fleste fotografer er han uh strictly “bare se, men ikke røre” 😀
*ler*
Hepp!
And the thunder strikes as much as your imagery, captein! And make sure that these mackerels got enough … fish likes to swim. So raise a glass for me to, keep the gunpowder dry & the fish wet, buddy.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
haha, ay, Fritsch – the fish likes to swim, I’ve even heard Danish traffic cops are saying that 😀
thanks! here’s to you, pal!
Viva!