Nettopp tilbake fra et seminar og utenfor kontordøren min borrer de hull i en murvegg. Så før jeg rømmer er alt jeg rekker å rope:
hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp, hipp hurra for Bjørn Are Davidsen, som har gjort unna nok et år av denne jordiske eksistens.
Det skulle være ett hipp for vært år, så det er bare å begynne å telle ...
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Bjørn Are er skikkelig hipp, altså.
Selv om han dessverre har katt.
Altså et heller dødelig opplegg for enkelte, for å si det med ordbekreftelsen dedlyopl.
Og, hvis det var noen tvil, mange takk, Arnfinn!
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don’t stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
Now, what you hear is not a test - I’m rappin’ to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet.
See, I am Didrik, and I’d like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow. But first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie,
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie,
Let’s rock, you don’t stop,
Rock the rhythm that’ll make your body rock.
Well so far you’ve heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man BAD,
C’mon, BAD, sing that song!
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