Nobody wanted to be friends with Thorvaldsen. Especially when he didn’t want to swap bones, even though he had four of a kind.
Halfway through the inventory it dawned on Baste that neither the scanner nor the barcode had been invented yet, and that he had been poking his lunch pack for the past four hours.
Once again, Steffen had bought the wrong type of lightbulb for his lampettes.
While the rest of the family was caroling and decorating the tree, Øystein realized that Christmas is just a holiday created by the market forces and that capitalism is the true Santa Claus.
Dagmar was loaded and ready. No way that fairy would steal her tooth without a fight!
At that moment I realised that my pacifier was still on the kitchen table, and that this would become the summer of withdrawal.
Sveinung didn’t feel like a real sea captain without his parrot.
Eventhough he had tickets to the ski championships, Dad was of the opinion that sports were better on TV.