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Camera in de supermarkt toont mijn toekomst.



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Naar Koffieboontje. 		Die camera aan de coffeeshopcamera.hier Koffieboontje, 25 Aug 2015 06:37
bewijst dat iedereen really needs coffee & a smoke

i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m523/NOBODYHERECOM/_____COFFEESHOP_CANDID_CAMERA______zpssdjv6qg6.jpg

Naar Sjeudebleu. 		je kan zeggen wat je wil Sjeudebleu, 30 Aug 2015 01:36
maar koffieboontjes zijn tof!

www.idealistrevolution.org/grandma-advice/

Naar Koffieboontje. 		Koffieboontje, 30 Aug 2015 19:41


youtu.be/dZWqhrR5tPc

Naar Loesje. 		Smile, you're on candid cameracamera.hier Loesje, 25 Aug 2015 06:19


www.loesje.nl/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/15-08-25-480x699.gif

Naar Kareltjuh. 		smile Kareltjuh, 21 Nov 2018 19:39
hehe

https://www.friteusevergelijken.nl/

Naar Onheilsprofeet. 		Nobodyhere, the moviecamera.hier Onheilsprofeet, 14 Aug 2015 06:36


www.loesje.nl/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/15-08-14-480x699.gif

Naar Matsuoka. 		gelukkig zijn er overal camerascamera.hier Matsuoka, 19 Aug 2014 07:27


tinyurl.com/lpsqzkx

Naar Loesje. 		Mediacamera.hier Loesje, 19 Jan 2014 05:54
Mag ik verdorie zelf ook nog wat zeggen

www.loesje.nl/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/14-01-19-480x659.jpg

Naar Sjampetter. 		volgens de grondwet Sjampetter, 19 Jan 2014 05:56
hebt u het recht om te zwijgen

Naar Aardshemelzwever. 		(^¿^) Aardshemelzwever, 19 Jan 2014 07:46
olympische gedachte;

kasten vol bekers, spelers komen niet uit de kast.

Naar Sarazh. 		gedichtcamera.hier Sarazh, 30 Jan 2006 03:11
Ik leef met toekomst en verleden / met herinneringen en dromen / daardoor kan het soms wel komen / dat ik vergeet mijn eig'lijk heden

Naar Nothing. 		be leefcamera.hier fluïcide, 23 Dec 2005 23:37
nattigheid op de winkelvloer is er doodsoorzaak nummer één

zoek nooit geen vers gemopte vloer tussen de stellingen

Naar Nothing. 		Schrijven van binnen uitcamera.hier Mooney, 03 Nov 2005 10:10
Wat een leuk verhaal! Korte verhalen met een originele cloe zijn moeilijk te vinden. Een eerlijke, eigen kijk op de wereld uitwerken tot kleine miniatuurtjes. Zal wel verslavend zijn. Ik kijk graag even met je mee. Ook de vormgeving vind ik erg goed. Een vormgever mailde me jouw site door, schreef dat je er een prijs voor had gewonnen, dus ik kom pas een beetje laat op je site langs geloof ik. Maar ik schrijf. Is dat een excuus of niet? Niet zeker? Ik kom nog eens langs dan. Goed?

Naar Sjokotovv. 		Een goei schrijver Sjokotovv, 03 Nov 2005 10:31
kunnen we altijd gebruiken... Ga dus gerust uw gang...

Naar Nothing. 		clou de plaatsvervanger van Tahl op aarde, 03 Nov 2005 18:51

Naar Nothing. 		Pas maar op! Dus..., 03 Nov 2005 13:57
spinnen worden hier gediscrimineerd.

Naar Nothing. 		Goei schrijver Mooney, 03 Nov 2005 14:51
Een goei schrijver moet wel goei taalgebruik bezigen!

Zeg maar je hoor!

Over de spinnendiscriminatie: Veel mensen zijn bang voor spinnen, dus ik ben niet bang.

Naar Berre. 		niet twijfelen over belgie hoor Berre, 03 Nov 2005 20:14

Naar Bulletje. 		aiaiaiai Bulletje, 04 Nov 2005 00:53
toch heel aparte logica daaro.

Naar Bulletje. 		Ik persoonlijk heb graag Bulletje, 03 Nov 2005 19:12
dat je je aankleed als het niet teveel moeite is.

Naar Nothing. 		part 3camera.hier G-Force, 15 Aug 2005 08:14
Paying? Yeah, alright... still nothing on the screen. Aha! There! There I was! With big steps I came on the screen, and held up the can to the camera. Fantastic! I saw myself putting the can up to the screen. Or as I should say, Putting the can up to the screen, ten seconds from now. And I was still standing at the check-out, laughing at my triumphant message. ''You have 2 pennies change.'' ''Oh, yes, thank you very much.'' And quickly, I ran up to the camera and held up the can, looking over at the place where I was just laughing at what I was going to do. Utterly amazing... Being able to see yourself on the screen 10 seconds in the future always gives you some funny things to do. Sometimes I sprint, or twist around in circles, or even run around with my hands in the air. Sometimes, I do things which I never even thought about doing. Those strange Jogchems... But somehow, it went wrong.

Naar Stinkerke. 		Heb ik ergens Stinkerke, 15 Aug 2005 08:16
de parten 1 en 2 gemist ???

Naar Poppedief. 		(#¿#) Poppedief, 15 Aug 2005 08:22
geloof niet dat je er iets aan mist.

Naar Poppedief. 		(#¿#) Poppedief, 15 Aug 2005 08:22
part 3 ook niet.

Naar Gijsje. 		Part 3 Gijsje, 15 Aug 2005 12:09
Begrijpen jullie het? Of ben ik nou gek aan 't worden...?!

Naar Vrolijkstipje. 		voor mij Vrolijkstipje, 15 Aug 2005 12:20
part.

Naar Bulletje. 		part 3 Bulletje, 15 Aug 2005 14:02
gekker kan haast niet gijs

Naar Gijsje. 		Part 3 Gijsje, 15 Aug 2005 19:17
Gelijk heb je, Bulletje. Hé, hé, ben toch niet gek aan 't worden!

Naar Nothing. 		zeg gijs en bul de avonturen van gulletje & bijs, 16 Aug 2005 11:39
zijn jullie niet toevallig 1 persoon, zeg maar?

Naar Bulletje. 		gulletje en bijs Bulletje, 16 Aug 2005 15:58
paranoid. Hoezo?

Naar Nothing. 		good mornin from U S Alcamera.hier 22LINDALOU22, 11 Aug 2005 10:39
well the only thing I can figure ouit is thaty there must have been some sort of an incidentm in the Supermarket with a camera. will someone who speaks English tell me what happened?

Naar Stinkerke. 		Why don't you try it Stinkerke, 11 Aug 2005 10:42
on the English part of this site

www.nobodyhere.com/just/bugs/index.php

Naar Bulletje. 		lindalou Bulletje, 11 Aug 2005 11:41
that will be more fun for you!!!!!

Naar Nothing. 		English: G-Force, 15 Aug 2005 08:13
To the best of my abilities:

On the monitor, at the SuperMarket known as ''Winkelmandjes'', people always saw themselves walking in 10 seconds later then when they actually walked in. A familiar sight. If I sat somewhere, and stared intently at the camera, then quickly shifted my glance to the monitor, I would look directly into my own eyes. It always was a stress reliever. But last week, I didn't even come on the screen. Was I late? Was the thing malfunctioning? After a minute, Jogchem did not appear and I had to move on since I was in the way of others. One I was at the teller, after my normal ruitine through the supermarket, I took a quick glance at the monitor, and saw a friend running by. A bit disturbed. He was only in the market for a few fleeting moments, but left. The next day, I walked in and met myself on the screen walking my run around the market. He seemed real to me.

End of part 1.

Naar Nothing. 		Part 2 G-Force, 15 Aug 2005 08:14
That hair, that coat. This time, I quickly went to the check-out to see if I could see myself, or perhaps I was outside on the street. No one. The salesman, who was always sitting there with his dog had said he had seen no one. ''Only one woman who bought a newspaper.'' Weird. Perhaps the screen was showing what had happened a day ago, 24 hours later. Or... There was something deceptive going on. Something much weirder. Something so strange, that... that... Well, I knew exactly how I could see if my improbable theory was correct: I went back around and through the shop again, and upon leaving, I Grabbed an extra can of soup spinning it in my hand, I ran back to the desk. I looked quickly to the monitor. Nothing. My eyes remained fixed on the screen, not paying attention to the lively cashier trying to get my attention. Still nothing on the monitor.

Naar Nothing. 		Part 3 G-Force, 15 Aug 2005 08:17
Paying? Yeah, alright... still nothing on the screen. Aha! There! There I was! With big steps I came on the screen, and held up the can to the camera. Fantastic! I saw myself putting the can up to the screen. Or as I should say, Putting the can up to the screen, ten seconds from now. And I was still standing at the check-out, laughing at my triumphant message. ''You have 2 pennies change.'' ''Oh, yes, thank you very much.'' And quickly, I ran up to the camera and held up the can, looking over at the place where I was just laughing at what I was going to do. Utterly amazing... Being able to see yourself on the screen 10 seconds in the future always gives you some funny things to do. Sometimes I sprint, or twist around in circles, or even run around with my hands in the air. Sometimes, I do things which I never even thought about doing. Those strange Jogchems... But somehow, it went wrong.

Naar Nothing. 		Part 4 G-Force, 15 Aug 2005 08:15
I saw myself at the supermarked, frolicking, when suddenly, I accidentally kicked a dog in the behind. The poor dog leapt in pain, and the owner started screaming at me. That me would not happen. I ran quietly to the check-out. I looked at the dog, and took calculated steps. Suddenly, the dog became aware of my prescence and he rolled right to where I wanted to walk. I started to swerve away, and he moved his body to completely bock the entrance. There I stood, paused on one foot, looking for a place to step with my other leg, yet the dog, with all of it's legs on the ground followed my movements. We both knew what was going to happen, the dog and I. We knew neither of us could give up. But I had the advantage, because I could talk to the owner of the dog. ''Excuse me, could you call your dog out of the way so I could get through?''

Naar Nothing. 		Finish G-Force, 15 Aug 2005 08:16
''Victor! Come here!'' he said. And whining, the dog shuffled to it's owner, and he pushed against his leg. To be nice, I bought a newspaper, to make right what could have gone wrong. Or perhaps, what was supposed to go wrong.

E-mail me at GahntraForce@yahoo.com if you see anything wrong with this. Correct me, please.

Sorry about the misplacement of the one part. Aw well, mistakes are to be made, and someone has to make them. Why not me.


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