Hva faen har jeg gjort for å fortjene dette her.
Alt rundt meg er jo bare helt idiotisk.
Alle jentene for eksempel - de skal til USA og bli au pair
Og det skal bli "så kjekt".
Au pair? Hva faen er det?
Jeg har ikke venner, jeg har aldri pult -
Jeg har alvorlige problemer med å forstå hvorfor jeg er her.
Jeg heter Jarle Klepp - og jeg trenger ett liv.

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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

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I'm righly tired of the pain I feel and hear, boss.