This is our revenge for Henrik's misquotes (i.e. true quotes, that we wish nobody knew about) from last night.
Back to skiing. There were two extremely good vurps (sv. vurpor, eng. wurps) today. Fortunately I was the only one to see both of them, which puts me in a very advantageous position. So far I have eaten some free desert, and am receiving a massage at this moment. Yet, in all fairness, I (Anders) have decided to declare two vurp-(sp. el vurpos, ger. wurpmeisters)-masters of the day. TristianK went störtlopping (worried parents read "went down nice and slowly") and suddenly realized the hill was no longer nice and smooth, whereafter he continued störtlopping (w.p. "going down nice and slowly") on his back (w.p. feet). Mattias found a beautiful black slope, managed to fall (worried parents better stop reading NOW) at the steepest part, almost managed to stop, but then continued sliding down without skis for another 20 meters.
Rumours say that a group of dreaded skigang members went off to a teteria (like cafeteria, except they sell tea, or so they thought), where they drank tea, and smelled the smell of some kind of spice (w.p. Probably basil).
To conclude everybody had a nice day (w.p. everybody had a nice day)!