Gluggatj\u00f6ldin \u00ed b\u00fa\u00f0inni minni eru skemmtileg. Ma\u00f0ur s\u00e9r ekki inn um \u00feau en \u00fea\u00f0 er h\u00e6gt a\u00f0 r\u00fdna \u00fat.<\/p>\n
\u00cd g\u00e6r kom ma\u00f0ur me\u00f0 fer\u00f0at\u00f6sku og sta\u00f0n\u00e6mdist vi\u00f0 gluggann. Salv\u00eduma\u00f0urinn. Hann kom ekki inn, heldur f\u00f3r inn \u00ed h\u00fas vi\u00f0 Gar\u00f0astr\u00e6ti\u00f0. \u00dear b\u00fdr hann \u00feegar hann kemur \u00ed b\u00e6inn.<\/p>\n
Salv\u00eduma\u00f0urinn heitir sama nafni og ma\u00f0ur sem bj\u00f3 einu sinni \u00ed \u00feessu sama h\u00fasi. S\u00e1 ma\u00f0ur haf\u00f0i varanleg \u00e1hrif \u00e1 heimss\u00fdn m\u00edna. Hann var l\u00edka dropded sex\u00fd og \u00e9g var einhvernveginn skotin \u00ed honum. Samt langa\u00f0i mig ekkert a\u00f0 sofa hj\u00e1 honum. \u00dea\u00f0 hef\u00f0i skemmt hann sem \u00e1tr\u00fana\u00f0argo\u00f0. Auk \u00feess vildi \u00e9g ekki tilheyra \u00feeim mikla fansi kvenna sem h\u00f6f\u00f0u hypja\u00f0 sig \u00far b\u00e6li hans undir morgun og eytt n\u00e6stu vikum \u00ed a\u00f0 r\u00e1\u00f0a dj\u00fapa merkingu \u00ed afskiptaleysi hans.<\/p>\n
Vi\u00f0 umgengumst t\u00f6luvert \u00ed \u00ferj\u00fa \u00e1r en \u00e1ttum a\u00f0eins eitt tr\u00fana\u00f0arsamtal. (\u00c9g tel ekki me\u00f0 \u00f6ll skiptin sem hann tr\u00fa\u00f0i m\u00e9r fyrir \u00fev\u00ed dau\u00f0adrukkinn hvernig \u00fea\u00f0 v\u00e6ri a\u00f0 vera ofurmenni \u00ed heimi sem v\u00e6ri hanna\u00f0ur fyrir m\u00fagmenni.) \u00cd \u00fev\u00ed samtali sag\u00f0i \u00e9g honum a\u00f0 mig vanta\u00f0i b\u00f3lf\u00e9laga og hann \u00e6tti a\u00f0 vera l\u00edtill og sakleysislegur me\u00f0 sl\u00e9ttan maga, laus vi\u00f0 Tarsanmottu og umfram allt skegglaus.<\/p>\n
Sama kv\u00f6ld kynnti hann mig fyrir J\u00f3a litla. J\u00f3i litli var \u00f3s\u00fdnilegur. Allavega haf\u00f0i \u00e9g aldrei s\u00e9\u00f0 hann fyrr \u00fe\u00f3tt hann hef\u00f0i oft seti\u00f0 vi\u00f0 n\u00e6sta bor\u00f0 \u00e1 kaffistofunni. Ma\u00f0urinn sem heitir sama nafni og Salv\u00eduma\u00f0urinn hv\u00edsla\u00f0i a\u00f0 m\u00e9r; „\u00e9g veit ekki hvort hann er me\u00f0 bringuh\u00e1r en hann er allavega hl\u00fd\u00f0inn“. Svo \u00fdtti m\u00e9r ni\u00f0ur \u00ed s\u00f3fann vi\u00f0 hli\u00f0ina \u00e1 honum.<\/p>\n
J\u00f3i litli var alveg jafn skotinn \u00ed manninum sem heitir sama nafni og Salv\u00eduma\u00f0urinn og \u00e9g. Og samm\u00e1la \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 ma\u00f0ur vilji ekki endilega sofa hj\u00e1 \u00f6llum sem ma\u00f0ur ver\u00f0ur skotinn \u00ed. Hann var ekki me\u00f0 Tarsanmottu og hann var mj\u00f6g hl\u00fd\u00f0inn.<\/p>\n
\u00c9g hitti J\u00f3a litla \u00e1 galdrar\u00e1\u00f0stefnunni um s\u00ed\u00f0ustu helgi. Hann er enn\u00fe\u00e1 skegglaus. Samt langar mig ekkert a\u00f0 sofa hj\u00e1 honum. Enda hef \u00e9g svosem aldrei veri\u00f0 skotin \u00ed honum. \u00c9g er hinsvegar nett skotin \u00ed Salv\u00edumanninum. Samt langar mig ekkert a\u00f0 sofa hj\u00e1 honum heldur. Enda er hann me\u00f0 skegg. Og \u00e1rei\u00f0anlega mj\u00f6g \u00f3hl\u00fd\u00f0inn l\u00edka.<\/p>\n
\u00cd dag kemur Salv\u00eduma\u00f0urinn \u00ed b\u00fa\u00f0ina til m\u00edn. Og kallar mig s\u00e6ta stelpu. Hann veit ekki a\u00f0 afi Bjarni er s\u00e1 eini sem m\u00e1 kalla mig s\u00e6ta stelpu. Af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 svolei\u00f0is segja afar. Afar mega l\u00edka alveg hafa skegg.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Gluggatj\u00f6ldin \u00ed b\u00fa\u00f0inni minni eru skemmtileg. Ma\u00f0ur s\u00e9r ekki inn um \u00feau en \u00fea\u00f0 er h\u00e6gt a\u00f0 r\u00fdna \u00fat. \u00cd g\u00e6r kom ma\u00f0ur me\u00f0 fer\u00f0at\u00f6sku og sta\u00f0n\u00e6mdist vi\u00f0 gluggann. Salv\u00eduma\u00f0urinn. Hann kom ekki inn, heldur f\u00f3r inn \u00ed h\u00fas vi\u00f0 … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa