I have a car.
My car is Beautiful.
In my car, wich name is Lacy, I can be lazy.
A car like mine is like a real painting.

A Picture in oil.
Do you have a car?
Your car is a Bentley.
My car is a Cooper mini.

It is called a doghouse.
Not in English.
But in Swedish.
A Swedish butt is a nice one.

My car is nice.
Your car is build by ice.
Are you happy with your car?
I am happy in my car.

And I have a bike too.
I have two, actually.
My ass is sometimes placed on my bike.
Or in the seat in a bus.

It is not my bus.
But it is my ass.
My ass likes my car.
My car is good.

It is good for a million rides.
I simply ride my bike.
Tjatig text, eller hur?
My car is Beautiful.

It is my car.
Just mine.
To ride it is like to sit on a mine.
A goldmine.

Few people have a car like mine.
Or have they?
I have learned English through looking at tv.
It is a good way to learn English.

But it will not do, if you have to type.
Now you are really tired of Reading this.
So why do you do it?
Are you helt Bengt, eller?

Now it is finito.
The end.
Over and out.
It is hard to stop to type.

Try it yourself if you not Believe me.
Sad people read empty messages.
Bad people write such messages.
What did I say?