Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Jag hör bara Frida i mina lurar!
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Her man is one I admire
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
baby, you can do wonders
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Oh-oh I don’t care
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
The look that he gave her made me shiver
College sweater and jeans- and also a silky poplin coat with nice RODENT lining.
yeah that makes sense: pointing your fake microphone at the fake guitar!
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
CRISIS!!!
Crisis? What crisis?
She looks as prosperous as her Swiss bank acount.
Frida and Agnetha recognize the man responsible for investing in Icelandic Landsbanki.
Rock bottom
-We could go back to nature and live as our ancestors the vikings
-Gimme a break. I can't possibly wear my stilettoes when the floors are covered with cow dung.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Ich kam davon wie Napoleon
Feeling sorry for Benny....
While Björn looks pretty cool in his pyjamas and just out-of-bed look holding his star shaped guitar, Agnetha and Frida mime and dance to tunes of Waterloo. Benny mimes too although his voice can not be heard during the verses...
If only Frida would look at him, the piano-less man. She probably doesn't recognize him without his keyboard, she's also far too busy with her razor.
four years later
This time singing, for real, in a microphone WITH a lead. Benny holds Frida's waist to make sure she doesn't forget him.
(note Björn and Olivia's entre nous!)
Thursday, October 09, 2008
I was happy and proud to be with the boys
-Guess what... yeah I won! You know I was thinking, now with the record deal and all, maybe it'd be better if we get a divorce so I could move to Stockholm and live there all alone and miserable in a tiny appartment until I meet this great guy and we fall madly in love and he has a friend who has a girlfriend too and the four of us are fantastic together as a group...oh, you want me to come home because Lotta is throwing up...