Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 06, 2015

Anonymous Letter

Anonymous letter
I received an anonymous letter in the mail yesterday. It contained two things. This piece of paper in classic ransom note style, it reads: A competitor to you? Signed The Snitch. The second item in the letter was a business card with an url to a photo blog about Haninge. This blog about Haninge has been here for a decade so I don't think we need another one on the world wide web! The detective in me started working on the note and the card, but I couldn't identify the fingerprints, so I had to dig deeper. And it paid off. I will not name names but I do think I have a photo of the anonymous, (female) writer (C), and a person very close to her (M), whom I suspect is the anonymous blogger in question. Oh, and I have previously spotted C both at my local cafe and in the greenhouse in the park in Tungelsta. I don't miss much...

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Lilliput Land

One of the unique things about Haninge has to be the Lilliputian Community. You don't often see them around, but once in a while you will stumble upon them. Turns out they are pretty much like the rest of us.

Miniature Golf Anyone?

They enjoy all sorts of golf on their free time, which was news to me.

The miniaturized world of Haninge

Monday, May 21, 2007

Ad Campaign Humour

Pope Joke

We all know the pope joke used as a metaphor. Over here a broadcasting company called Viasat decided to use this kind of humour in their latest ad campaign. Two typical Finns (if you like stereotyping that is), are talking. In this one (there are three versions), the dialog goes something like this: Is the sauna warmed up Jarmo? Does the Pope sleep on his back? When you're done laughing head over to the next joke. There has always been a love/hate relationship between Finland and Sweden. As is the norm between good neighbours! Swedes see finnish men as heavy drinking sauna types always wearing a knife. Whereas finns thinks of the swedish man as a big sissy. Me, I don't have a sauna, but I do drink, and I own a knife, but it's just a Swiss Army Knife.