*hrekkur við*
nei annars, ég er í vandræðum með aðganginn að static, þannig að sendið honum wbdaz skjáskotin núna í bili allavega. <br><br>
<b>Tilvitnun:</b><br><hr><i>And when the sun descended and the night arose
I heard my father cursing everyone he knows
He was dangerous and drunk and defeated
And corroded by failure and envy and hate
But it was long ago and it was far away
Oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway
then the soul is just a car
And objects in the rearview mirror may appear closer than they are
- Meat Loaf</i><br><hr>
<i>I´ll be back…</i
Anyway the wind blows…