Ettersom begrepet luremus er i vind

Ettersom begrepet luremus er i vinden dukket følgende kommentar jeg skrev til en bloggpost hos Virrvarr tilbake i 2008 en gang opp. Aner ikke helt hvorfor jeg skrev den, men syntes den var litt artig, så jeg lufter den her…

Se for deg sultende barn i Sudan. Barn med oppblåste mager, fluer som kravler rundt munn, nese og øyne, så magre at ribbena er det eneste som holder kroppen tredimensjonal.

Så kommer en velfødd, rik mann spankulerende. Lommene fulle av pølser, kyllingfileter og sjokolade. Vannflasker i baklommene og i den ene hånda et kyllinglår som han tar noen bit av med jevne mellomrom.

Han smiler til barna. Spør dem hvordan de har det. En liten gutt henter en stol til mannen. Mannen smiler, setter seg og tar en vannflaske ut av lomma. Han skrur korken sakte av. Ser ut til å strekke ut armen for å tilby gutten en slurk, men fører den i en overlegen vending mot sin egen munn og tar en stor munnfull før han skrur på korken og setter flasken tilbake i baklommen.

Results (English) 1:

Because the concept of luremus is in the wind showed the following comment I wrote to a blog entry back in 2008 with Tangling up. Don't know quite why I wrote it, but thought it was a little funny, so I air it here ... See for you starving children in Sudan. Children with inflated skinny, flies as scuttling around the mouth, nose and eyes, so lean that the ribs is the only thing that keeps your body three dimensional. Then comes a well-rounded, rich man spankulerende. Pockets full of hot dogs, chicken fillets and chocolate. Water bottles in the back pockets and in one hand a chicken thigh that he takes some bit of on a regular basis. He smiles to the children. Ask them how they have it. A little boy picks up a Chair to the man. The man smiles, sits down and takes a water bottle out of his pocket. He turns the CAP slowly. Seems to stretch out his arm to offer the boy a SIP, but leads it in a superior turn against his own mouth and takes a big mouthful before he turns on the CAP and put the bottle back in the back pocket.

Results (English) 2:

As the term Luremus is in the wind emerged following comments I wrote a blog post in Virrvarr back in 2008 once up. Dunno why I wrote it, but felt it was kind of neat, so I airing it here ... Imagine starving children in Sudan. Children with bloated stomachs, flies crawling around the mouth, nose and eyes, so skinny that his ribs are the only thing holding the body three-dimensional. Then comes a well nourished, rich man span bullets end. Pockets full of sausages, chicken fillets and chocolate. Water bottles in the back pockets and in one hand a drumstick as he takes a bite of a regular basis. He smiles to kids. Ask them how they feel. A little boy pulls a chair to the man. The man smiles, sits down and takes a water bottle out of his pocket. He turns the cap slowly. Seems to stretch out his arm to offer the boy a sip, but it leads to a superior turning against his own mouth and takes a big mouthful before he turns on the cork and put the bottle back in the back pocket.

Results (English) 3:

Since the concept of luremus is in the wind showed the following comment i wrote a blog post at Virrvarr back in 2008 a walking up. No idea completely why i wrote it but found it was a bit fun, so i bleed the here…

See for you starving children in Sudan. Children with overblown lean, flies that slithering around the mouth, nose and eyes, so lean that stuffed you is the only thing that keeps your body three-dimensional.

so comes a velfødd, rich man span bullets end. Pocketfuls of sausages, chicken fillets and chocolate. Water bottles in baklommene and in one hand a chicken thighs as he takes some bit of regularly.

he smiles for the kids. Ask them how they have it. A little boy retrieves a chair to the man. The man smiles, sets out and takes a water bottle out of your pocket. He unscrew the lid slowly.Seems to stretch out the arm to offer the boy a sip but it in a superior flip against his own mouth and takes a large mouth full before he turns on the lid and put the bottle back in baklommen.