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Wednesday, July 18, 2012

“Godverdikke! Ken a kapmes in me kop!”

Long, long ago–almost before humans had devised writing–there was a tradition among the people of Usenet of translating the phrase “My God, there’s an axe in my head!” into different languages. The title of this post is just that in the Ostend dialect of Flemish.
At the link, you can find one of the oldest and most comprehensive archives of this sacred tradition, featuring hundreds of different translations of this phrase. Preserve it and pass it on to your children, so that the ways of the ancients are not lost to the ravages of time.

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