Litt morro og en ny ide.

Jau, så i dag ska æ gi mitt lille bidrag til litt morro.
D finnes mange måta æ kunne gjort d på, men æ gidd ikke anstrenge mæ så veldig.

For dem som like bila så burde dåkker sjekke hær.
For dem som like å flire av teite bilda, sjekk hær.
For dem som mene dem e voksen, sjekk hær.
For dem som like Karius og Baktus, sjekk hær.
For dem som elsker dumme, norske blondiner, sjekk hær. (verd å sjekke uansett)

Now, that's enough links, I think.
Now over to something entirely different:

I HAVE A DREAM!

Well, actually, I've got lots of dreams (I think, cuz I almost never remember any of them if I do have them),
but this one's special.

"It's about a world, a special world, where time is a strange thing that seems to have it's own life.
In this world there are human beings, living in small villages around the world. These villages are usually remnants of a time long gone, and the people living in them doesn't know who built them.
Distance in this world is also a strange thing, as you can go to sleep one night and know and see that the place you're going to the next day is 3 miles away, and when you wake up, you know and see that this place is 10 miles away, or maybe just 1 mile away. You can never know.

In this world humans are more or less extinct, but there are some who hang on to the world with tooth and nail. These are called "Harriers", and their objective is to restore the world to what it used to be, when it was safe and time and distane was as sure as the rock you stand on.
The Harriers are men, no exceptions. No women allowed, and no contact with women in a intimate way is allowed. These men are like warrior monks in a way, practicing their combat styles and learning wisdom at the feet of a master.
Other people who still live are usually the kind of people who's lost everything. They are mostly farmers and hunters.

Nobody lives in the big cities anymore, except for some stray bands of bandits and general outlaws.
The big machines of the past stand in place, rusty and broken, and legends of them are told amongst the people that remain. Legends that tell of great carriages that could fly through the air like the birds, horseless carriages that roamed along the great roads of the past and even some machines that could produce food."

Æ trur æ kan lage nåt av d dær. Treng bare å få skrevve ne non flere idea å gi historien litt kjøtt på beina, så trur æ d dær kan bli bra.
Eller?