I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback!
Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate…
So here it is!
Previously published on December 4th of 2015, here is a fun fact about my beloved Denmark. It is not documented, and I and don’t want anybody to prove to me that it isn’t true. I love living in my own little world. I hope you’ll enjoy it (I was a newbie when I first posted it, and only got one ”like” for it. I still was very excited about it). And where ever you are, stay safe and well!
Here is one fun fact that is possibly more on the fun side than actually a fact. But I don’t really care. As mentionned earlier in my posts, I have lost my faith in the Internet a while ago, and I don’t bother doing thorough background check when I read something weird. I just assume it is a hoax. When I really really want something to be true, I do my research (most of the time to find out it was a hoax anyway). And there are very few and blissful moments when I just accept a funny story as it is told. Knowing too well it is probably a hoax, staying counsciously oblivious to the fraud.
This is one of those delightful moments…
I read somewhere online a funny story about Faroe Islands. Those islands that belong to Denmark nowadays were previously part of Norway’s territory. (that’s the fact-part) The story also said that Norway lost the Islands after the King of Norway had lost a drunken poker game against the King of Denmark…
Don’t Google anything! And if you do, don’t tell me about it!
I want to beleive that a few centuries ago, a hammered King woke up one morning with a splitting headache telling himself he’d never have Akvavit again. That he got up, went to get good strong Danish Kaffe, and asked his wife what had happened the night before… And that at the end of the epic summary of the drunken King’s evening, she just added;
– Oh, and you won Faroe Islands hun…
That’s the kind of stories that make my life worth living!
But I held a minute of silence for Faroe Islanders though… Because it is the worst way to change nationalities. The country that is letting you go didn’t fight the big fight to keep you… And your new country didn’t really want you all that much… It must have been a crappy ego day for Faroe Islanders.
Sooooo… the lesson learned here is? Never play drunk poker, or drunk checks, or drunk any game for that matter, with a Dane! They hold the liquor better than you!
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