sweden, ikea, furniture, random,
So, if I'm in Ikea, listening to Flock of Seagulls and run into Swedes speaking Swedish, is that nirvana or a racial incident? (No lie- happened to me on Saturday.)
What is it with the Swedes and their delightfully modern, affordable furniture and their tiny deer? No wonder they don't need religion.
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