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She was so cute, she could get away with anything. Annette liked to push her limits.

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It was friday night, and the LAN party had just started

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For ten minutes they stood there, trying to come up with a pun. 

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Åsmunds hipster behavior became more and more annoying. Books were suddenly too mainstream, parchment was the only way to read Murakami.

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Didrik still wondered. How many blondes would it really take to change a lightbulb?

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Sverre let nothing stand in his way in his effort to become paperboy of the week.

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Henning and Kjell became best friends, mainly because they were both calf legged.

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It was a real hassle babysitting Sigmund - the levitating kid.

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Joakim’s enthusiasm over the Trans-Siberian railway declined when the journey was replaced with bus for train. 

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Torgeir waited silently, hoping for someone to pick his flower.