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Då jag skulle sälja våran westy så fick man ju många sms från alla möjliga typer, men en stack ut från mängden. Nu tror ja väl inte att det var annat än ett skämt men ja skrattade då jäkligt gott åt det. Hade varit roligt att veta vad det var för tjomme som skickade dom

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Hi ..i´m a poor rastafari in umeå...ay give all ay got..80grand??For the bus...swear i will take goog care of her..
better it goes to a poor kind man instead of some rich fool./guhuru

Well hello poor rastafar guy, i´m a poor rockabilly dude that needs more cash for the bus than you can offer...
are you realy gonna spend all your money on a bus...think of al that weed you can buy for that kind of money

HaHaHa damn rock a billy mi like dem guys...you play music? Damn mon a Westfalia with camping...the dream ride..
why you even gonna sell her. She is priceless so i don´t care boot mon ey, can´t take that with anyway...ganja mi have in lots already
...wanna trade? Heh Heh come to umea let me just see it.!  Guhuru you´re rastafarian friend

Eyy rastaguy...i sold the westy..so now i can buy al the weed i need 

Ah bombaclaad man!! How much ya got for the bus? Anytime you inna umea let mi know we smoke a licka spliff?
niceness and coolness. / Guhuru