The Wooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Incident
Hej. For all you English people out there, that's hi in Swedish. We say hi to welcome you to the wonderful and eventful world of Bjorn Adalsteinn. Having had the privilege of living in his presence, we thought we could share some of the great wisdom and thoughtful (mostly) actions of the great Bjorn. His name means bear.... kind of fitting really, as you will come to see.
First of all, some things you must know about Bjorn. Mostly, he loves Facebook. Every day he spends hours perusing its pages. Delving into its depths brings him great happiness, and it is a source of much of his daily entertainment. He is quite adept at it too. He has been known, at times, to hold as many as 6 chats, while still searching for more interesting things to follow. I have caught him talking to 4 people, while still having an ordinary conversation with me. Truly a man to admire.
However, some of the time the drive to post takes him a little too far. And so it was today, in the Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! (greatly abbreviated for your convenience to keep the post shorter than a book) incident. You see, as happens with bears sometimes, Bjorn had an urge. This happens rather often in fact. Take for instance his desire for berries. Lingonberries, Raspberries, Black Raspberries, Blackberries and, of course, Boysenberries. Any berry in reach quickly falls victim to his insatiable desire. Today's urge began deep in the mind and slowly made its way up the arm and to the fingers. At last, he began searching Facebook for some poor unknowing preys on which to unleash the Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!s (again, abbreviated). These hapless victims shall remain nameless, but we mourn the loss of a weeks worth of space on their profiles. Three was the number of his victims, though I myself was only witness to one. I was holding a rather ordinary conversation when I happened to observe the o's. They just kept going! I had to inquire.
"What are you doing!?!"
Then came the logical response: "I am Woooo!ing."
This was said so calmly that I didn't dare express my ignorance in asking just what in the world Woooo!ing was. I had never had Woooo!ing experience. Do not mistake us, this is not wooing as one does to a girl, but rather a vocal or written Wooooooo!. For the great Bjorn, it all began three years ago. A friend introduced to him to the Wooo!. When first the friend said wooo! (please read from here on out in a high pitch, and extend as long as possible. You won't over exaggerate, trust me, Bjorn would be proud). Bjorn, being a natural in such circumstances, responded quickly with his own Woooooo!. As often as desired either one could initiate a Wooo!, which would be picked up by the other. Other people began to join in soon after. Thus began Wooo!ing culture.
But as all things in Bjorn's life, this quickly penetrated into his facebook time. I have since learned that tonight was not the first Wooo!ing incident that left scars forever after on the walls of his fellows. It was significant tonight though because Bjorn's the watchful owls saw the Wooo!s.
Ever having Bjorn's best interests at heart, they immediately confronted him. Two of the victims were fortunate. The watchful owls managed to force him to restore the profile space. The last was not so lucky. Ever clever, Bjorn managed to hide this one from his watchful owls keen eyes. And so we must report that one citizen today has been Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!ed. Please remember them and their facebook space in your prayers. For it may take a miracle for the space to be restored to them too. We hope that this is the last victim of Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!ing that we shall see, but we do not have too much hope, for it is as impossible for a berry to escape Bjorn's grasp as it is for him to resist a good Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! (No, this is not full length either. Pray you never have to see a real Woooo!)
But as all things in Bjorn's life, this quickly penetrated into his facebook time. I have since learned that tonight was not the first Wooo!ing incident that left scars forever after on the walls of his fellows. It was significant tonight though because Bjorn's the watchful owls saw the Wooo!s.
Ever having Bjorn's best interests at heart, they immediately confronted him. Two of the victims were fortunate. The watchful owls managed to force him to restore the profile space. The last was not so lucky. Ever clever, Bjorn managed to hide this one from his watchful owls keen eyes. And so we must report that one citizen today has been Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!ed. Please remember them and their facebook space in your prayers. For it may take a miracle for the space to be restored to them too. We hope that this is the last victim of Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!ing that we shall see, but we do not have too much hope, for it is as impossible for a berry to escape Bjorn's grasp as it is for him to resist a good Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! (No, this is not full length either. Pray you never have to see a real Woooo!)
