>>21463554 (OP)hear me, sweden, for i come not with peace but with the bitter truth, soaked in gravy and flaming with wrath - for god has forsaken thee.
once, thou wert his chosen child, suckling on the sacred teat of kjötbullar med mos, thy soul nourished by the holy trinity: meat, mash, and lingonberry. but now... now thou hath fallen.
banana... on pizza? banana??! the fruit of eden defiled and baked into the oven of satan himself! and kebab? thou hast traded thy birthright for a wrap of foreign flesh drowned in white sauce!
repent! tear off thy banana slices! cast down thy garlic dressings! do not look to rome, or constantinople, or gothenburg! for the lord’s kitchen is silent, and his fridge is empty.
he hath packed his bags, boarded the night train to denmark, and he shall not return until the dough is cleansed and the sauce made righteous once more.
sweden, thou art lost.
but still i scream into the void, at 3am outside kebab 2000: return to the meatball, o ye bastards. return... or perish in banana-scented flame.