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Glij-zeil/ t-tag

 

 Ik dacht, net da ik, op-steeg. Die man, van die bril van de week, jellie wel? En-fin hij had, t over, die Wendi-lap, (glij-zeil), ik dacht ik word nie goed, echt. Zij nog tegen hem: t = absoluut nie moge-lijk da iemand, naar be-neden glijdt. Hij weer, da da nie kon. Ah ja-ja. In mijn ge-val toch wel. Ik ben, Raisje dus name-lijk. Ja maar, da = be-lache-lijk. Hmm-hmm. 

Ik ga ff eten hoor, ik sterf van de honger. 

Of zijn collega, zijn T-tag, wilde lenen. Ze was, nog nooit, door de Wester-schelde-tunnel ge-weest. Ah ja-ja, da staat op ken-tekentje, da ziet da scannertje ook. Ik zeg, net tegen, 'm, da was vroeger gratis, of noe voor mij dan. Waar-om zouden anderen, dan zo'n T-tag nodig hebben?

Sienerasseres. 

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