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laugardagur, júní 09, 2007

Apafréttir #3

Hi
Wilkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome to our third newsletter. Has it been three weeks already? How time flies when you're having fun. Or as the french say, time's fun when you're having flies.

It seems like yesterday when we hand-pressed our very first newsletter in that dank, creepy, rat-infested basement that once housed Iceland's first scientology center.

Actually crying from nostalgia, we made ourselves a hot beverage, flipped through our old family albums and reminisced about the old times. The Italian falcon sanctuary where we grew up... The Norwegian dynamite factory where we got our first job... And who could forget our first pet, Brian the Rhinoserus. We called him "Brino". We also discussed how the word "reminisce" reminded us of rap music from 1997.

Enjoy our lucky third, and keep an eye out for some pictures from the old albums.

Love,
The Naked Ape

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