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Oh dear how much I love Dupond&Dupont, they're been my favorites since I learnt to read. My daddy stuck Tintin-comics to me right after he noticed I was able to read (I picked that ability quite much before school) and kinda forced me to read all albums.

They're quite heavy stuff really, for someone who had just learnt to read at least. I clearly remember crying against my daddy's shoulder how it was too hard and exhausting to read something I felt was too difficult. He just laughed and said it'll be easier if I practiced enough^^

And you know what, that's exatly how it was, after all Tintin-albums it was easy to move into detective novels. I kinda skipped children's books at that time and went straight to books intented to adults haha. It seems that basically my daddy's parenting rule number one is make everybody feel miserable for awesome results.

I know these two are called Thomson and Thompson in English, but I dislike that translation so much I just can't. Though it's not nearly as hideous as *Snowy*. UGH. It's Milou, MILOU.

My favorite little detectives <3
Everytime I feel depressed I just think about something silly they said, and I'm laughing again. I think it was in album Tintin and the Picaros where they claimed having moustache since early childhood xDDD
Seriously I had just now a huge laughing spasm just thinking about that. You goofs, how did you manage to become officers?

Lovely little men, they're just the same person split in two for some reason. And they're not even related.

In my imagination they live in similar houses (possibly in a double), have perfectly identical wives (with minor detail differencies) and have some funny children running around and everytime one of them sits on their lap they have to ask which one of them had boys. Then they would continue mixing up their wives and kissing the wrong one, and since this happens on a daily basis no-one cares anymore.

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Oh dear how much I love Dupond&Dupont, they're been my favorites since I learnt to read. My daddy stuck Tintin-comics to me right after he noticed I was able to read (I picked that ability quite much before school) and kinda forced me to read all albums.

They're quite heavy stuff really, for someone who had just learnt to read at least. I clearly remember crying against my daddy's shoulder how it was too hard and exhausting to read something I felt was too difficult. He just laughed and said it'll be easier if I practiced enough^^

And you know what, that's exatly how it was, after all Tintin-albums it was easy to move into detective novels. I kinda skipped children's books at that time and went straight to books intented to adults haha. It seems that basically my daddy's parenting rule number one is make everybody feel miserable for awesome results.

I know these two are called Thomson and Thompson in English, but I dislike that translation so much I just can't. Though it's not nearly as hideous as *Snowy*. UGH. It's Milou, MILOU.

My favorite little detectives <3
Everytime I feel depressed I just think about something silly they said, and I'm laughing again. I think it was in album Tintin and the Picaros where they claimed having moustache since early childhood xDDD
Seriously I had just now a huge laughing spasm just thinking about that. You goofs, how did you manage to become officers?

Lovely little men, they're just the same person split in two for some reason. And they're not even related.

In my imagination they live in similar houses (possibly in a double), have perfectly identical wives (with minor detail differencies) and have some funny children running around and everytime one of them sits on their lap they have to ask which one of them had boys. Then they would continue mixing up their wives and kissing the wrong one, and since this happens on a daily basis no-one cares anymore.