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Post by karro on Aug 2, 2004 23:47:57 GMT -5
***Warning*** THIS IS IN ANY CASE A REAL STORY. ANY RESSEMBLANCE TO ANY REAL LIFE PERSONS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. Introduction: To celebrate the one year community existence, Larzon decided to have a BBQ at his place in Örebro. There is one year ago in August 2003, this board took place and then the M*C community has born.. To make this event as no one before, we need all the community members present. We are a knit-tight family. The community isnt dead, this is just a possibility to get a new start and then Larzon knew it... Everyone has to contribute. Thus, we need a list of furnishments before to manage the traveling adventure to Larzon's place. There will be several djs and some more surprises. We also need a graphic wise to create the poster event, Erik being busy preparing along with Larzon, Mathias and Nikola the Larzon's place to receive the community. There is no logical rules in that topic. Even if you are from Americas you will fly to Sweden. Even if you are vegetarian/vegan, you will get a grilled chunk of Tofu. This BBQ is for everyone who is taking part in the community. This is an open story, each posters have to continue the story where the previous poster ended it. In your part, you need to specify what is your contribution also. So, let's get your imagination lead you!
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Post by karro on Aug 3, 2004 0:09:22 GMT -5
This is 10 am in the Stockholm airport. Julie, Mimi, lili, Annick, Marilyne, Renix, Chastity, Kemp18, mr_Clean, and myself just get out of the airplane. We flew together 6 hours from the Montreal airport to get in Sweden. We are all a little bit confused, the time difference getting over us. I am a little bit nervous since I'm the one who knows Swedish the most. I have to do the guide, Remi being my co-operator. Larzon told us that a bus will wait for us at the exit of the airport, to bring us all to Örebro. örebro is about 2 hours and half from here we are. We will get to drive the famous E20 norr highway. I already expect the enthousiam of some members about..
After a couple of minutes walking in the airport, we finally meet all the other foreign groups. The American/mexican one, the South American one, the French/belgium one, the italian one and the Swedish resident of Stockholm who will take the bus with us. I feel better now cause Devilme is usual with this place so we won't get lose as some stupid tourists...
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Post by Chastity on Aug 3, 2004 0:45:51 GMT -5
Devilme acted as a tour guide for those who were clueless to the country of Sweden. His english was decent and his baby face was a relief to my worries of being a "young fan". Mind you, I am only 20 years old but I certainly feel like a young one compared to the other fans who can look back to the early days of Millencolin and be able to utter the words "I was there" in referral to any concerts pre-1998. Karro had brought along some friends and I decided to bring my boyfriend, Fred, along. I remember that as soon as we had gotten off the plane, everybody had stared in awe at us. Was it the fact that I was Asian and the rest of the people with me were white and that I blatantly stuck out like a sore thumb? Was it Karro's sudden acceptance to AP magazine earn her fame?"ERIK!!! ERIK!" The rest of the familiar faced fans screamed with joy. "WHAAAAT Huh?" I was a little confused at the moment also. I realized that all the fans who were to meet us at the airport were staring straight at my boyfriend. Suddenly, memories of my friends and I joking that he resembled Erik Ohlsson were flooding my mind at once. I began to laugh hysterically at the inside joke that was shared merely months ago amongst my friends, Fred and I. "No no! I'm not Erik Ohlsson!" Fred said in his heavy french to english accent. He smiled at the attention he got, though. The fans' excitement died down. No, that is not me on the left.
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Post by androdaking on Aug 3, 2004 3:50:54 GMT -5
But on their way to Örebro, they remembered to drive by Fagersta to pick up André! I showed them a bit of Fagersta, where BHR use to be, and they all found it very intersting! Then they were on their way again. Now with another swede on the bus!
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Post by greener greg on Aug 3, 2004 4:46:56 GMT -5
I was waiting along e20 norr after my arrive from Italy to Sweden by auto-stop, but the bus didnt carry me on! So I moved to Fagersta with the hope to find the crew there but...
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Post by Devilme on Aug 3, 2004 8:12:43 GMT -5
greg only found a bunch of pork shops and a grilled chunk of Tofu lying on the ground! He felt really sad but didn't give up so easily, he walked around the deserts of Fagersta looking for a phone to call the crew but..
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Post by Car on Aug 3, 2004 14:55:48 GMT -5
continue with the story...
... after walking by the desert by hours, greg found a cellphone droped in the desert, but damn! it doesnt work, fortunely, he saw all MacGyver episodes, and now, he can fix it, with some rocks, pieces of wood, some wires, and oh yeah a new cellphonebattery he also found
anyway, he calls the crew, asking for help, (you know to pick him up, from the desert) so i borrow mathias car, the 1969 Ford Mustang Mach1 428CJ, (actually mathias never knew i took it) and i drive to nowhere, i mean i dont know sweden, i just started to drive thinking, let's see where i ended...
to be continued...
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Post by Dany on Aug 3, 2004 14:59:46 GMT -5
"I've deleted my post... I realize that I don't understand the topic very well..."
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Post by Renix on Aug 3, 2004 17:27:57 GMT -5
Hey! Don't give the answers! Just kidding, that question was easy
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Post by karro on Aug 3, 2004 22:10:48 GMT -5
Mathias were drinking a glass of barcardi limon/coke when he realised that he had left his keys in his car. Taking by a sudden anxiety, he felt that something was missing too: His muscle car!
Then he murmured for himself "Where is Elvis gone?!"..."No wait..I must be dreaming?! It's impossible!"
Oswald of The Peepshows who was nearby asked him: " Hej Madz, what is going on?!"
-"Elvis...she is missing" - he respounced with some hesitations.
-"I told you that could brought the misfortune on you to call your Mustang the name of the singer who disapeared the same year...."
-"haha..fan...what a moment to joke about..Elvis died the August 16th of 1977 not in '69!!!"
-"We are in August man....But the guy disapeared nevertheless..I told you that he is still alive..but disapeared...anyway..."
Oswald took a mouthful of his beer.
-"This is supposed to help me?...jävligt!", Mathias replied beginning to get piss off about this lack.
-"Okej Okej!"
Pat (Buenosdias) came and then asked: "Does someone has seen Car?".
-"You Motherfucker!", screamed together Mathias and Oswald.
-"What did I do men?", answered Pat with a suspicion of embarassment.
-"Stop joking about my car bastard!"-Mathias said with anger.
-"Would that be too much to ask you guys what is the deal with the car? I was just asking about my friend, Carlos. He got a phone ring as we were starting this bearbong challenge and then poff he has just disapeared."
-"We caught our man Mathias", asserted Oswald turning his head by him.
-"I am now really lost", gluttered Pat.
-"Come with us", added Mathias grabbing him before to start the ventura of finding Elvis...
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Post by karro on Aug 3, 2004 22:26:58 GMT -5
I got an idea to not mess up with the story. If you know that you will take some time to write your part, just post something saying: I am redacting a post now. Post it and then click on modify. Everyone will know someone is adding something to the story and then it will remain to stay coherent.
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Post by Renix on Aug 3, 2004 22:41:38 GMT -5
I heard the conversation between Pat, Mathias and Oswald, so I decide to give them a little help by inviting them in the rusty Volvo 340 (a car almost as little as the Ford Festiva used in the E20 Norr videoclip) I rent to visit the beauties of Sweden after the BBQ. So we're four in that yougourt box driving on the roads with the indications of Oswald who's beside me. While I'm driving, Mathias hands to Oswald a cassette, he put it in the radio and what a surprise! Those are the drafts of the new songs recorded in the rehearsal room! We're now on road '68 checking everywhere for the missing Elvis (while thinking why the hell he named his car like that, but finally figure out that I called my good old Tercel "Virile") when we see some rubbermarks on the ground... we hear Mathias mumbling "damn, that guy is beating my car, I'm the only one allowed to do that!", but Oswald have the brilliant idea to tell me to slow down to see where those marks go... right in Downtown Fagersta, on the Blomstervägen street. Only following our instinct, we check everywhere on the streets when we finally see Elvis parked in some mexican restaurant. We stop near, then see Carlos coming out. Mathias get out of the car, starting shouting "Du trivial mexikan mongo!"*. Totally affraid, Car run inside Elvis and starts. I press on the accelerator and the almighty Volvo begins to pursue the Mustang. Mathias is thinking "Damn, Carlos is a poor driver, a stupid Volvo is able to follow him". After something like 15 minutes of restless streetracing between the factories of Fagersta, we see Elvis stopping at a gas station (those V8 Mustangs are really gas-thirsty). Car come out of the car and starts to fill. Then Mathias come out of my car and starts to scream censored swedish words. Me and Oswald try to calm him, then Car explains that he's seeking for Pat. They shake hands and Car go pay... What a surprise! Greg is there, he just took a job at this gas station thinking that he was totally lost and that he needed money to come back. We take him and me, Car, Greg and Pat go back in the Volvo while Mathias and Oswald go in Elvis. We come back to the BBQ, trying without success to follow that damn-fast Mustang... *My swedish is really bad, so if someone have the correct terms for "You little mexican mongol", thanks
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Post by karro on Aug 3, 2004 23:26:14 GMT -5
During this time at larzon's, the party was warming the lots as Erik was exposing is divine cook gifts. The buffé going to be a piece of artwork as everything else he does. Erik felt granted as never when he discovered that my 2 best friends Julie and Annick were some cook godness too. Annick being some vegetarian protagonist and ex-vegan since ever would be the rescue to the vegetarian/vegan remainers being Larzon and Chastity. "ummm...smells sooo good", savoured André with his fine nose. Being straight edge, he hadn't took part of this beerbong challenge with the rest of the festoyards. NO, he was playing a chess game with Nikola who was taking it easy too. "Tea will be 2 years old in September you know...", slipped him to André as he was showing him some tricky chess gambits as only him and the Sarcevic family know. But André had his mind somewhere else since a couple of minute. A group of uniformed guys we there chatting and asking themselves: -"Is that hives guys?", asked one of those. -"I'm not sure on that one, I'm afraid we will need to ask Randy Fritzsimmons this time...", answered one of the other twins. -"The Hives! The Hives!", aloudy said André jumping off his chair. And Nikola had lost his chess partener. -"Could I?", myself asked to him not wanting to disturb. -"yes..yes...what is your name?" -"Karro, I'm from montreal, I like chess you know" -"Really? How long have you been into?" -"one month last summer I guess. None of my friends enjoy it. I've played few game with veteran chess masters and they told me I wasnt that bad. It's all about gambits and predictions". -"Okej, let's engage the game then". I sat. Nikola moved his first pion and then said: -"Did you know that Tea is about 2 years old in September?" -"Ah cool, she is a Virgo...too..." -"No actually a libra" -"Oh she must be really charming then" -"The most charming little girl into the very world just like his mom.", he paused and continue. "But talking about Virgo...did you see where Mathias went? Actually, he left my cellphone in his Elvis and then Lisa surely tried to call me and Mathias is as usual nowhere to be found.... " -"Okej? What is Elvis about? -"Oh, its his muscle car" -"Oh, nice. Elvis is the King, the King of rock n' roll. Nice call.... Its funny that Elvis couldn't play guitar by his own, only piano. It was about his guitarist Billy and then you know, rockabilly spelling was born. My friend Lili is loving Elvis a bunch you know..." "MATHIAS!", jacked Mierzko from Nasum somewhere into the full living room. "Where have you been my friend? You missed a half of the beerbong! Our team needs you to win this sized-challenge!". all the fan's eyes became bright ... "I'm here to race.... once again! But before let's go have those delicious pork chops that Erik artisticly cooked for us tonight along with those beautifulish ladies! I'm hungry!" -"..........Me too!", said I to Nikola waking up from the seat.. Will Nikola be once again chess cowered? -"Let's go eat this festin Nikola, we will play better after to have been filled up...", explained I to him. -"That is true", told he as he was packaging his children (actually its about the chess lot. it's a French expression that means things). -À table, à table!", came screaming along annick and Julie into the saloon. -"Actually, I heard that Larzon reserved us a dinner surprise", said one of those subtle Hives to the mustached other. "Is that hives you think?", added him to Randy...
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Post by Car on Aug 4, 2004 1:50:16 GMT -5
meanwhile we were lost with the Volvo...
remi was driving, pat was next to him, greg and car at the back seats, then we stopped at some store, remi and pat were to ask for directions, greg and car stayed outside the store, when suddenly greg tells me:
greg- "hey car look at those girls over there" car- "sweet mother of god" greg- "come on, lets talk to them" car- "sweet mother of god"
anyways, we started to talk with these beautiful swedish girls, her names are, Kristina and Katie, they were rollerskating, wearing also those very very tight jeans, then in the middle of the conversation, they invited us to their place, very near from there
then we found ourselves into a dilema, go to the bbq at Larzon's or go with these chicks..... mmmmmm ..... no no, that wasn't the dilema, we were trying to figure out, wich girl should have greg and wich one me, so we decided to flip coins, greg got katie, car got kristina
we told remi and pat, "we'll catch you guys later at Larzon's" (Larzon's bbq will be at night, the time right now its like 12:00 pm)
so, we went at these girls place, and start having fun (you know what i mean, right?) wich one on us, with our girl, separetly (dont even think about something else) (ADVISORY - EXPLICIT CONTENT: every story has some love into it, so this story has all the elements, ok)
anyway after those amazing 2 minutes........ mmmmmm, sorry.... after those amazing 2 hours, the girls strong boyfriends came, we were all freaked out, greg started to pray, i took a toothbrush as a defence weapon, one of the big guys started to yell "put the toothbrush down!! put the toothbrush down!!"
car say, "ok, but with one condition" (before finishing the sentence, greg and i started to run, as fast as we could) we went outside the house, jumped the fence, and get up into a yellow car, (that was crossing the street in that moment), we tought it was a cab, but no no no, it wasnt
the driver started to yell at us some swedish words, we couldnt understand a word, so greg started to yell italian words, i was yelling spanish words, a combination of both languages resulted a swedish sentence: "your ex-wife is looking for you", suddenly the driver started to drive as fast as hell......
but.... meanwhile what's happenig with remi and pat on their way to larzon's place? driving a volvo... obviously mathias is already at Larzon's with the rest of the crew, he drives fast...
but another questions appears, where's mapu, pedro and ivan, from southamerica? the last place they saw them, was at the airport....
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Post by androdaking on Aug 4, 2004 2:58:13 GMT -5
Only following our instinct, we check everywhere on the streets when we finally see Elvis parked in some mexican restaurant. We stop near, then see Carlos coming out. Mathias get out of the car, starting shouting "Du trivial mexikan mongo!"*. *My swedish is really bad, so if someone have the correct terms for "You little mexican mongol", thanks haha, I wanna change this one, to make it funnier! Only following our instinct, we check everywhere on the streets when we finally see Elvis parked outside a pizza restaurant. But wait! What's that name of the pizza restaurant? It's Carlos! (We're really have one called that ) We stop near, then see Carlos coming out. Mathias get out of the car, starting shouting "Ditt lilla mexikanska mongo!". And Karro, first I was flattered that you knew I was sXe and didn't let me compete, but than you made me leave Nikola for The hives! That's not fair You got all the goodie with him And Car: Your story about the girls= really funny too!
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