Stavanger

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Stavanger is the province in which the world capital, Bergen, is located. The population consists mostly of sardines, with an occasional family of anchovies, and at least one person who thinks he has talents as a schribe. It is ruled by space otters, and luckily not that writer. Stavanger was destroyed by a huge Tsunami in the year 1466. The survivors -- space otters sardines (and a couple of Death Metal loving Mööses) -- were canned using industrial autoclaves. They were then sent to a enormous, super-advanced artistian manufacturing plant in orbit. This message was sent back from the future by use of a mystical technology evolved by Albert Einstein sometime in the early 1978's...YES, Albert Einstein is still alive and wrinklier than ever. One might also regret the existence of some wannabes who cannot write.

[edit] Motto

The Stavanger motto is known as:mordi and morra di

Another famous motto; "Langt å gå, fitta å få!" Which means far to go, pussy fo'sho!

Propably the most famous motto is: "Javel" (This simple word is the root of all shame, pride, hate, sexual attraction, gluttony etc. in the small center of the world known as Stavanger (Stick Regret is the literal translation))

Though most people in Stavanger have this motto: "God above save us all from bad penmanship in encyclopedia articles"

[edit] Mayor

The mayor of Stavanger is Sindre Henriksen, a 22 year old genetically modified creature combining the worst features of a horse, a chicken, and a human. In addition he, or rather, it, is one of these two alternatives: Either it is a bad writer, or an unfortunate friend of one, God have mercy on its soul, if any such exists. This genomic blend is called a Gorthammer (Norwegian: kyllinghest). The bitches of Stavanger are known for their beautiful Pepsi cans, and have tattoos advertising the drink, such as Drink Pepsi, and you'll be sexy! The population always listens to the works of Frank Zappa, the very satanistic and even more sardonic singer/guitarist from Hell City, California. They often chant hymns like "Sardines in her eyebrows, lobsters up and down her forehead" as they grapple their fishnets.

The official religion of stavanger is Hermetic, which has a seat in the beautiful Bjellands Hermetics Cathedral, lead by the king Sardine himself : Johan Sølepytt.

The sardine priests of Stavanger are known for their beautiful poetry:

Ikke noe snikk snakk!

Bjellands hermetikk takk!

~~Jorgen Bjerkson, Realm of the Heimjerks

Or at least, this is what one really spectacularly bad writer wants you to believe. The truth is in fact a lot more complicated than this. If the writer in question kindly would improve his penmanship a little, along such principles as for instance "be funny, and not stupid" - or even better,if, god help us, a good writer would take the challenge, one might learn the truth, grave as it is.

[edit] Non-existence

The city is currently haunted by a massive and utter existence failure with regards to public bus transport. This existence failure, in all is aspects, has ruefully been regarded by some of the more phlegmatic citizens as an actual improvement when compared to how things were when public bus transport did exist -- albeit vaguely -- along such a notion that a thing that does not exist has a more evident value than a thing which only semi-halfheartedly clings to existence, by absolutely under no circumstances adhering to timetables, times, set busroutes and to hiring obnoxious busdrivers with manners too hideous to discuss any further than this note. The reason for their bad manners are probably that they're all muslims and homosexuals. As soon as the Main Judge of Stavanger Court is back from his Spa Retreat in Raufoss, he has promised to have them all arrested and deported, for adding two misplaced and infantile sentences in a rather spiffingly wellwritten paragraph in an encyclopedia article about bussdrivers and public transport in Stavanger .. non esdxitnnaananan

[edit] Pamphlets

Stavanger has been portrayed in tourists pamphplets as "the city of contrasts". The text goes happily on about small wooden houses versus modern buildings and the leathery hands of local fishermen versus the suit tailored sleeves of those employed in the oil industry admninistration.

The writers of these pamphlets sort of got lost in these rather "readers digesty" contemplations, and thus they failed to mention contrasts of actual use to anyone...the most notable of which is the staggering contrast between the mood of people waiting for the bus in November rain versus the mood they have when creeping under a blanket in front of the TV at the end of any given day in November.

In order to not actually scare away the tourists, the pamphlets flatly fail to mention that apart from the trees being a little more green, there are no differences between a Stavanger November and a Stavanger July as far as weather is concerned -- the sky is still grey, it still rains, and the air still smells of sardines, or, as is quite often the case in this encyclpedia atricle, really spectacularly awfully bad writers.

[edit] Places to visit in Stavanger

Stavanger has some remarkable places to visit, in which can be of interest for astronauts, pelican hunters and hobby lobotomists. These are called "Peters Street" (in Stavangerish: "Pedersgadå"). Here you can see funny examples of how culture can be when you mix the known 235 human races together. This is also a reason why Stavanger is voted to be "The Cultural Capitol of Europe" in the year 2008. There is also an oil museum which has come under pressure recently when it did an investigation into 'how much oil it takes to kill off the wildlife around a fjord'. No other places worth mentioning, except the clubhouse for lousy writers.

[edit] Heros of Stavanger

David Toska is the Official hero for Stavanger and famous for inventing a trial called "NOKAS-saken", regarding some smuggling of lusekofter and a brutal rape-massacre of the local villagers and cows. The raping took place April 5 2004. As a special guest star, Borats father and grandfather, Boltok "The Raptist" joined the rape. The primary rape object was Kristian Valen, and otherwise all intelligent people who can deal with a keyboard without being stupid.

[edit] The rape team

• Lars-Erik "Cow-lover" Andersen
• Metkel "Wiener" N. Betew (known for his legendery giant penis)
• Alf Henrik "The Rape-geek" Christensen
• Ridvan "Lotion-supplier" Halimi
• Erling Havnå (age 108)
• Ikmet "Russian-lover" Kodzadziku
• Dan Pettersen (The Son of Johnny and Thomas)
• Kjell "All-rich" Schumann
• Johnny Thendrup (Married to Thomas)
• Thomas Thendrup (Married to Johnny)
• David "I Lusekofte" Toska
• Thomas Ingebrigtsen (He just wanted to fuck up Stavanger because he's from Sandnes)
• William "Fish-fucker" Pettersen
• Jens Adolf Kristoball
• Fritz Mowgly Kristoball

One of the spectators of this trial was secretly shaking his head in misery of people not able to distinguish between stupidity and what is funny when writing. He has afterwards found ways to convey his emotions, by way of some mild editing.