Heyooo
I just realized that it is not always easy being a Norwegian in an English mans
world. For instance, one of the great vices of Norwegian people with half a grasp of our beautiful language is the dividation of words. Oh the hilarity which arises when people split a word that wasn’t meant to be split.
Why am I rambling about this? Well, brussels sprouts is the correct way to write it, as confirmed by THE ALMIGHTY WIKIPEDIA, HAIL! Alas, my silly Norwegian head twitches and wants it to be written brusselsprouts.
Now, I bet you’re thinking, why is this guy talking about brussels sprouts? Well, in about 10 hours, my plane leaves for Brussels. Oh glorious EU-capital and home of countless bureaocrats. I am leaving, ooon a jetplaaane tralala. Well, my brotha lives there, so I’ma go visit him yo.
These aint no brussels sprouts.
That’s it for this time.
